On the river-Ural, the town of ancient,
All winds open, it is worth it.
And dawn over the egg strip raspberry,
As the lamps of the Cossack, lights up.
Asia, Europe, and the river border.
Coast is waved by sharing water.
And whom the water had to get drunk,
I will not forget YiIK Never.
Along yes in the Urals Four, Stanitsa,
To the village of the living edge of the steppe student.
And the Cossack is proud of Yiitsky ancestors,
He was small, but dear, this spool!
Lived, sophisticated the shore of the Yaik,
The soul of Cossack is all for happiness there,
Horse dashing Cossack, yes Cossack peak,
Yes Cossack delete, yes Cossack honor!
Sturgeon caught, the Lord prayed,
Gold temples stood up for centuries.
Yes for Russia holy with the spins beat
Death on the battlefield - honor for the Cossack
Mikhail Archangel is gaining hundred.
The Holy Holy Migration Rights right!
For his friend everyone dies
For Russia extensive, that maternity enthusias!
The Battle of Black Raven will be spinning,
Again, he collects tribute to the Cossack.
And the wife does not know that she is a widow,
Will goes on the road, looking into the distance for a long time ...
Cossachat-lipstock is waiting for Lychy Childhood,
Mal-Mala, yes less, immediately and not read.
Eternally indivisible Batkin inheritance
They are Cossack delete, yes Cossack honor.
