Текст песни Казачий Круг - Поехал казак на чужбину далеко

I Went Cossack in a foreign land distant
On his good horse, raven,
His Krajina at the time he spokinul,
Sam could not vozvernut in the paternal house.

In vain Cossack wife young
So look to the north,
Everything is waiting for it, waiting for a distant region,
When he said to me, dear Cossack soul fly.

A Cossack died and prosil- pleaded,
To pour a large mound of earth in their heads,
Yes, let her on this mound native viburnum
It grows and adorned in bright colors lazorevyh.

And there, on Kalina, zelёtnaya bird
Sometimes proschebechet about the life of the Cossack,
As he lived in exile Cossack,
Yes, everything is remembered for his native land.

And there, behind the mound, where they hiss snowstorm,
Frosts fierce winter pop,
Where they moved menacingly and pine and spruce,
Cossack bones lie under the snow.