In the open field under willow


In the open field under willow,
Where the clubs at night fog
Ah, there lies buried in the ground,
There they buried Red guerrillas.

I myself accompanied the hero
The long journey to the glorious deeds.
Combat sword filed,
Conic Voronoi led.

Partizan brave, rebellious,
He traveled thousands of roads,
Oh, yes revenge themselves against the black,
By murderous bullets did not sberog.

On the grass, but on the steppe.
He fell, a bullet in combat.
Oh, for the Soviets, for their native country
He gave his heroic life.

In the open field, in the field under willow,
Where the clubs at night fog
Ah, there lies buried in the ground,
There they buried Red partisans ... 1935