Horse, my horse


A pleasure to go home with me
From the battlefield glory.
Give way, you are my woods,
The friend you are my kinky!

Chorus:
Horse, my horse,
Rings, rings of light Horseshoe!
Waiting for me the golden days,
Cornflower blue eyes ...

Breathe all the land in the spring,
Will the long-awaited,
Embraces native land
Ineffable tenderness!

Chorus.

All of our Holy Rus'
I was flying forward,
Defeating death and sadness
Longevity life!

Pripev.1944