Текст песни с. Кочкарь Пластовский район - Поехал казак на чужбину

I Went Cossack in a foreign land far away,
On the right horse on his raven;

He homeland forever left its edge,
He did not return to her parents' house.

And there is just around the corner, curl blizzard,
And strong winter frost cracking,

Cossack dies, friends begging,
Pour the higher the mound in the minds:

"And let over the mound native viburnum
Flowering and painted in bright colors.