Бирючий кут - По степям - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

In the steppes - tangled with a sad and labath ringing ... Behind the maternity graves, rebellious Don! Hey! In the steppes flashed! .. Checkers are ringing again. Drove the dashing bullets ... The enemy flies from the horse ...

And, the cartridge moisture is new in the smoke circle, I will envy the harsh enemy harsh. If I poule at an hour faceless myself, dying in the wild floor - everyone and I will forgive everything ...