Song of the Don Cossacks


Near Novocherkassk Meadow green,
Meadow wide, from the native river,
Bright red banners fluttering,
Traveling, going to the Cossack camp.

Chorus:
Hey, horses, horses, let us make
We don water.
Cossacks are ready to fight,
If there is a fight!

Moustached Cossacks, Cossacks beardless,
Oh, yeah merry Cossack Don people.
On swashbuckling whiskey pouring brown curls -
Falcons steppe, Don daredevils!

Chorus.

Near Novocherkassk songs combat -
Before fire ottochat sharp blades.
Cossacks dashing, black horses
Smash even the wind shadow of the enemy!

Chorus.

Don wave rolls dear water melodious
On the ground in the Soviet distant lands.
We lead our Stalin, our mighty eagle,
On untrodden paths, on clean fields.

Chorus.

Near Novocherkassk Meadow green,
Meadow wide, from the native river,
Bright red banners fluttering,
Traveling, going to the Cossack camp.

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