Текст песни OST Поддубный - Поехал казак на чужбину

Cossack traveled to a foreign land
On a good horse on his raven.
He is the land, he has forever cast off his homeland,
He does not return to his father's house.

In vain Cossack his young
And morning and evening, looking north
Everything is waiting, waiting from a distant land,
When her cute Cossack arrives.

Far from here where the blizzards wind
Crackling frosts loudly crack
Where the pines and spruces moved together
Cossack bones lie under the snow.

Cossack, dying, asked, begging,
Pour a mound on the grave in the heads:
“Let the native viburnum on the barrow
Flaunts in bright colors in the spring.

Let a free bird sitting on a viburnum,
Sometimes she’ll chatter about me,
How the Cossack once lived in a foreign land
He remembered the sweet, dear side! ”