When he will be light, comrade? (Когда рассвет, товарищ) - Французский


They advanced air stubborn, fists pockets
They smiled, thinking of Gavroche
They dug into the wind
And still, they hoped that the rising day
Would one day

When will he do day Comrade?
I always hear this question
They arose comrades
While an old cruiser in the harbor
Yelled full barrel
It's for good

They advanced with great difficulty, strides
They came from the war wood
They hoped the sun and love
They shouldered friends always
Closed ranks

When will he do day Comrade?
I always hear this question
They arose comrades
While an old cruiser in the harbor
Yelled full barrel
It's for good

When returns fall and the big night
When the night is longer and darker
I remember one evening in Petrograd
Where the elders were looking in the dark
Hey, guys!

When will he do day Comrade?
I always hear this question
They arose comrades
While an old cruiser in the harbor
Yelled full barrel
Revolution