Sailor on horseback


Who is it rides on the road
On zealous on horseback?
If bezkozyrki tape
I had imagined.
I see in the moonlight:
Sailor sitting on a horse.
- Hey, man, what the wind
Has brought on the horse you?
Chorus:

The sailors are fighting everywhere,
On water and on zamle,
But I have not yet met
Sailor on horseback!

Then the sailor stopped
And I said to the horse:
- Kuban I was born,
Cossack blood in me.
I Fatherland everywhere nearby,
Native land - everywhere you look,
I fought at Leningrad
For darling Kuban!

Chorus:
The sailors are fighting everywhere,
On water and on zamle,
Do not be surprised also, brother,
Sailor on horseback!

- And now from morpehoty
I then jump into the dust,
What we need again the fleet:
Re-order "on the ship!"
So come on surprising
Seeing the horse sailors -
To get more to the fleet,
I'm on the line ready to sit down!

Chorus:

The sailors are fighting everywhere,
On water and on land,
But the soul of a sailor
In the native ship!

And Sailor spurred his horse,
The horse jerked, as if in battle,
Similarly, he left the sea
There, beyond the thicket of the forest ...
Tapped hoof clatter,
Rode ahead sailor
I smiled widely,
I thought to himself like this:

Chorus:
- Sailors fighting everywhere,
On water and on land,
But the soul of a sailor
In the native ship! 1944