Текст песни Владимир Сабинин - Оружьем на солнце сверкая

Weapons gleaming in the sun,
To the sound of trumpets dashing,
On the street dust raising,
Passed Regiment Hussars-barbel.

And there, just raising the curtain
Only a pair of pale blue eyes
Watched. And smell the Hussars,
What is there is a lot of mischief!

That regiment was divorced from door to door.
Oh midnight, everything is sleeping dead sleep.
And do not dream gray commanders,
What's going on right under their window.

In the morning, guns blazing,
To the sound of trumpets dashing,
On the street dust raising,
Hussar regiment left-barbel.

And there, just raising the curtain
Only a pair of pale blue eyes
Search over care
Culprit cute mischief.

And often, in the light of the lamps,
In the dark autumn nights
Remembered extinct eyes
All sounds dashing trumpeters.