Mikhail Isakovsky - Katyusha 1938
Apple and pear trees blossomed, fog floated over the river.
Katyusha came ashore, onto a high bank on a steep one.
Выходила на берег Катюша, на высокий берег на крутой.
She came and started a song about the steppe gray eagle.
About the one she loved, about the one whose letters she treasured.
Про того, которого любила, про того, чьи письма берегла.
Oh, song, maiden song, you fly after the clear sun:
Ой, ты песня, песенка девичья, ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед.
And say hello to the fighter on the far border from Katyusha.
Let him remember a simple girl, let him hear her sing, let him take care of his native land, and let Katyusha save his love.
let him take care of his native land, and let Katyusha save his love.
Пусть он землю сбережет родную, а любовь Катюша сбережет.
Apple and pear trees blossomed, fog floated over the river.
Katyusha came ashore, onto a high bank on a steep one.
Выходила на берег Катюша, на высокий берег на крутой.
Katyusha came ashore, onto a high bank on a steep one.
Выходила на берег Катюша, на высокий берег на крутой.