Виталий Каледин - Трансвааль, Трансвааль, страна моя
текст песни

Transval, transval, my country

You get it all in fire!

Under the wooden tree

Thinking around the drill.

"What I thought about, children,

What are you burning about, gray hair? "

- "I'm grief in my homeland,

And I'm sorry for the native land.

Sons of all nine with me

Three are not alive

And for freedom are fighting

Six young others

And the eldest son - old Sedoy -

He was killed in war;

He is without prayer, without a cross,

Buried in a foreign land.

And the youngest son of twelve years

I asked for war,

But I said no, no, no -

I won’t take a baby.

"Father, father, take me

With yourself for war -

I donate to my homeland

I am auging my life. "

I listened to the words of the baby

Hugged, kissed

And on the same day, and at the same hour

I took a battle on the field.

Once in the battle

Our convoy was repulsed,

Baby for a position

The cartridge brought the cartridge,

It has come, a heavy hour has come

For my homeland.

You are praying, women,

For your sons.

Transval, transval, my country, -

Bur Old says:

For Krivd, God will punish us,

He will award the truth. "