Текст песни Марши РККА - Песня 5-й дивизии

Song of the 5th Division
Music: A. Alexandrov Lyrics: S. Alimov

That does not rain the grass crushed in a clearing,
That's not the wind knocked apple flowers -
Funneling with Pridneprovya Polish lancers,
Just go fans ponytails!

Owl groaned over the Berezina,
Wind is the feathers of the White Eagle.
This fifth chascheyu forest walks,
This is the fifth attack on the enemy has gone!

Clouded water Neman and the Bug,
River crossing red arrows.
We are fighting in the north, beats Budyonny from the south,
Rolled to Warsaw Panskoe shelves!

We native country not give offense,
Let no one to our shores.
We walked near Warsaw, stormed Lida
Showed our strength fierce enemies!