All coming and going,
and burn bridges .
Where truth and falsehood ,
where the glory and shame where ?
And Russia is
scarred dusty roads,
Russia and trembles
of hooves and boots.
Gentlemen ,
I'm not sad, oh no.
Gentlemen ,
I ask you to consider ,
Court of God or human
a thousand years ,
The officers ,
not save your honor .
Who is my enemy , who is my brother ,
'll deal somehow.
I am a Russian soldier ,
straight and true to my path .
Even his mother and father ,
even forget his house ,
but lead to chest
All Russian store .
I am the blood of their enemies
shed moles ,
send down to them love
Oh, my Russian .
Gentlemen ,
blue princes
I'm certainly not the first
and I did not last .
Gentlemen ,
I ask you to consider ,
who have kept their nerves ,
he failed to save his honor .