Slowly unrolls the skein of history
Tearful light, a moment in sadness
And I know well this strange reality
To live or to fall, the puppeteer is moving
Мы красные кавалеристы
We are the Red Cavalry
И про нас
And storytellers
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
Spread the world of us
О том, как в ночи ясные
As through bright nights
О том, как в дни ненастные
Or in stormy days
Мы гордо
We proudly
Anthem of ghosts
The colors of future appear within my sight
My prayer for justice, inside the Soviet dream
I feel new power, a flame in ancient fires
Love, desire, struggling – I know what I want
Мы красные кавалеристы
We are the Red Cavalry
И про нас
And storytellers
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
Spread the world of us
О том, как в ночи ясные
As through bright nights
О том, как в дни ненастные
Or in stormy days
Мы гордо
We proudly
Anthem of Red ghosts
Freedom’s calling now!
Freedom’s the password, changing the tale of this world
Freedom’s calling now!
Freedom’s the key, unlocking the gates of this world
Voices of mermaids echoing in the sea
Of ancient Greek ships only shadows remain
Raining tears
The history of fathers it shows me the way
My future, my life shall not fall again
Raining tears, raining
Now come on!
Веди, Будённый, нас смелее в бой!
Lead us bravely into battle! Budyonny
И вся то наша жизнь есть борьба
And all our life is to fight
Мы красные кавалеристы
We are the Red Cavalry
И про нас
And storytellers
Былинники речистые ведут рассказ
Spread the world of us
О том, как в ночи ясные
As through bright nights
О том, как в дни ненастные
Or in stormy days
Мы гордо
We proudly
Slowly unrolls the skein of history
Tearful light, a moment in sadness
And I know well this strange reality
To live or to fall, the puppeteer is moving
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