Текст песни Профсоюзный ансамбль песни и пляски - Песня о героях

Music: A. Davidenko, M. Koval, B. Shehter Words: N. Vladimir

As in the steppe greenery,
Where bullion
Where for the power of the Soviets
Song with a sweat fight,
Runly, fell asleep
Under the ground, soury
Beveled bullets
October heroes.

Chorus:
Oh, no wonder, oh, no wonder,
For the sickle and the hammer struggling,
In attacks of Budyonnov armies
Their blood sheds them.

Over the bones of the fallen
Do not grow bunaam
Do not dispel ash
Winds, hurricanes.
Force of Budyenny
Tractors column
In our collectives
A friendly land is plowing.

Chorus.

No, not weakened
Combat
Will spike
Rack wheat.
We are in the steppe green,
Where the heroes fought
Tractor column
Vintage morning.

Chorus.

Army cohesion
Multimillionnaya
We continue the path of them
Revolutionary.
Hey, friendly for business!
So that the whole steppe buzzed
Defense Terrible
In our sowing collective farm!

Chorus:
Oh, no wonder, oh, no wonder,
For the sickle and the hammer struggling,
In attacks of Budyonnov armies
Their blood sheds them.

1930.