Текст песни Сергей Лемешев - Отъезд партизан

Guys daring sbiralsya hiking,
Mother-old woman stood at the gate.
A maid-Sokolitsa
Standing at the edge of the village,
We are looking for barrows with anxiety and anguish.
Pounding in the Lal hearts: return eh dear?

L return, trafficking
Caress your Sokolitsa?
Sadness Cossacks
For sweet-expensive.
Zaruba on the run,
Man trampled horses.
And may have to live out a century.

And the horses hooves clattered loudly: clop-clop-clop ...
Oh, dear, good, do not hide your face.

Farewell, native huts,
Our Green mound.
Farewell, farewell, girls! -
It's time to leave.

Bye bye Krynica!
Farewell, my father's smoke!
Soviet village,
You do not give up.

The boys raced off daring hiking,
Mother-old woman remained at the gate.
A maid-Sokolitsa
We are looking outside the village

And the horses clattered loudly,
hooves clatter ...
Hey Hey Hey! ...
Hey!