Сибирская баллада

Siberian ballad .
Along the highway going to the Siberian prisoners
They drove amid the white snow
Walked all quiet all froze in fear
Only heard britsanie shackles ( 2 times )

Suddenly the old and weak fell on the road
And with a plaintive moan requested
About pity on the poor absolutely exhausted I
Go no more strength too .

The convoy ran over and struck a rifle
On the face sloping blood
The poor man sighed awkwardly crossed
He raised an eyebrow broken

He said with a sigh , and looking at the road
Recumbent beats just a coward
I was not sorry for the life of the King of expensive
Such as you , I 'm not afraid

And kneeling tear drenched
And wept like a child on vzryd
Convoy laughed and wriggled like a snake
Shamelessly looking at the victim

Suddenly, a stray bullet whistling and playing
Singing a song deadly
On the Siberian tract EQS poor
Who did not have time to escape . (2 times)

And zzhalilis winds and blizzards
A poor and a good heart
And white shroud with love hid
Having sung for the repose of him (2 times) .