Текст песни Д.Д.Шостакович. 10 поэм на слова революционных поэтов - При встрече во время пересылки

We silently looked into each other's eyes
Through the evil rail of the carriage;
A tear burned on her eyelash.
Moans stirred in me
And in passionate suffering I wanted to shout:
"Be patient! Oh be patient, dear!
Chains are sweet to me, shame is gladdened
For the happiness of the native land ".
Let stupid enemies scoff brazenly
Over our holy love -
The hour of revenge will come, they will pay
For everything with my black blood.
Be patient, dear, be patient and fight ...