Aufschwung - Песня Барнаульских Стрелков - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Sunset sad roasts.

Leaving the house, family, friends,

In the silence, frowns retreats,

Lyhaya handful of heroes.

Chorus:

Do not fall in spirit, away doubt

Will come, the bright hour will come,

Flashes dawn freed

The depreciation will meet us again.

Through Taiga, on bare hills,

In a heavy moaning river,

Then on the sleigh, reaching the rifles.

That on horses with a blade in hand.

With one dream, with one covenant

Save your favorite country

The struggle is ready with the whole light;

Let be better death than shame in captivity.

Published in the collection: "Omsk arrows. 5.vi.1918 - 5.VI.1921. The 3th anniversary of the struggle of the first rebels of Siberia." Edition of the Omsk Rifle Regiment, B.M., B.G. [published in 1921; Probably in Nikolsk-Ussuriysk]. Conducted to reprint in the Almana "White Guard", No. 1. M., "Sowing", 1997.