Текст песни Василий Шукшин и др. - Отец мой был природный пахарь

My father was a farmer natural
I worked with him.

Father killed evil Czechs
And her mother was burned alive at the stake.

Sister native prisoners taken,
And I was left an orphan.

I did not sleep for three days without sleep for three nights,
Sister rescued from captivity.

And on the fourth tried,
Sister I stole from captivity.

My sister and I, we sat in the boat
And quietly floated down the river.

But suddenly the bushes moved,
There was a fatal shot.

Let the villainous villain bullet
Killed beautiful sister.

Sister of the boat fell,
I left a boy alone.

I ascend the mountain steep
And look at the native land -

Lit village, burning native,
Lights all my native land!