Текст песни mus ноты гармонь - Казачья Игорь Растеряев

Cossack

Warm wind flew in the field, walked, looked, and then
This wind flew into the windows and he told me in a whisper:
"A lot of dark guys already today
We will come to chop everyone in a row, shouting on Turkic adveria. "

And I put my death in my fifteen nodes,
I remove my head easily, as if a hat with sunflower.
Do not rumble with such a defector on the sabers in the field you are,
It was: I went out alone in the ratio to twelve.

So seen them in the distance
Black leader in animals will be brought.
That you forgot on the river,
What is called free bear?!

Must be covered in battle,
In my understanding of children.
I sing to you in Russian,
But if you want, I can in Turkish!

Come guys, come on!
I am a latch all as if in the empty.
Peak is my loaf:
Who is the mouth will delete - it will calm down in times!

Khura-Khura-Khura-Khura Cork! *
I hear Turkish scallers sharp.
And won to that beautiful right now
In the head of the ladies sharpened iron!

* hura (Turkish.) - Hurray; Kork (Turkish.) - Fear