The Decemberists
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Lyrics
[За Дунаем, за Дунаем
Beyond the Danube, beyond the Danube
За Дунаем, за рекой
Beyond the Danube, across the river
Шли походом, шли походом
The march passed, the march passed
На Турецкие войска
Went hiking on Turkish troops!]
Tomorrow, together, step by step in march
Tomorrow, united, running to war.
I see your fear, your sorrowing eyes
I remember my childhood, I ran away from ghosts
But now I've courage for the change
Bleeding or blinded, free I want to die.
Puskin writes for Decemberists.
1825 we lived in forlorn hopes
Until the Tsar claimed for our lives
Maybe they forgot about their marching hearts
White army you blind free I want to die.
Puskin writes for Decemberists
Puskin writes for this land of mine!
[За Дунаем, за Дунаем
Beyond the Danube, beyond the Danube
За Дунаем, за рекой
Beyond the Danube, across the river]
Equilibrium Once there was
Disparity is what remains
I can't endure this evil for my spawn
I want no longer I can no longer.
I see your fear, your sorrowing eyes
I remember my childhood, I ran away from ghosts
But now I've courage for the change
Bleeding or blinded, free I want to die.
Puskin writes for Decemberists.
[За Дунаем, за Дунаем
Beyond the Danube, beyond the Danube
За Дунаем, За Дунаем
Beyond the Danube, beyond the Danube]
In the engagement I'll carve this stone through the unlimited
Marching in the early morning light
And upon this ruins our Red Flag will be waving
And upon this ruins our Red Flag will be waving
Will be waving
Will be waving.
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