In the Volga choir I sing


From village to village was famous for the good
About kolkhoz our affairs.
And in the family working a pleasure to me, a young,
Was singing songs then.
And in due time, my voice got stronger -
Louder difficult to find in the neighborhood.
And I dare question - wanted the whole farm
I was in the city to learn to send.

Chorus:
In the Volga choir I sing,
I will praise my beloved homeland.
Hey, listen, listen, my own people -
This new Volga sings.

Accompanied me all the girlfriends, friends,
In parting, gave a mandate:
"Forces in labor do not be sorry, sing songs more fun
Like being on the farm with us. "
Wherever I was, I remember these words,
I remember the distant horizon of the steppe,
Oh, my own country, you accept from Volzhan
Along with the song Hello and bow.

Chorus.

Song bird fly the long way
And warms the hearts of all people.
And to work and live, and love, and to create
You people around to help.
Song around us, our helper and friend,
From the cradle to the gray days.
Sings fun but with Volga steppes,
But with the great Soviet country.

Chorus:
In the Volga choir we sing,
Our songs are more fun every day.
Hey, listen, listen, our native people -
This new Volga sings.