Текст песни Военные песни 41-45 годов - Ой туманы мои, растуманы

Oh , my fogs , rastumany !
Oh , native forests and meadows !
Care in guerrilla campaign ,
Care to march on the enemy .

In parting, the heroes said :
" Expect good news ! "
And the old Smolensk road
We met the intruders .

Met , fire treated ,
Forever laid in the woods
For our great sorrow ,
For fuel our tears .

Since then yes across the district on
Lost villains rest.
Day and night the guerrilla blizzard
Over roving buzzing head.

Do not leave uninvited stranger ,
His will not see the property !
He , my fog , rastumany !
Oh , my dear storonka !

1943