Tam shli, shli, dva brata
S turetskogo fronta,
S turetskogo fronta domoy.

Lishʹ tolʹko perestupili
My polʹskuyu granitsu,
Udaril polyak tri raza.

Udaril, udaril,
On v grudʹ menya poranil,
Bolyat moi ranochki, bolyat .

Odna naryvayet,
Drugaya zazhivayet,
Ot tretʹyey ya dolzhen umeretʹ .

A doma detishki,
Zhanënka molodaya
Vsë zhdët ne dozhdëtsya menya.

Sestritsa rodnaya,
Day chistoy mne bumagi,
Rodnym ya pisʹmo napishu.

Otets prochitayet,
A matʹ togo ne znayet,
U syna net pravoy ruki .

Detishki vozrosnutʹ,
U materi sprosyut:
"A gde zhe otets nash rodnoy ?"

A matʹ otvernetsya,
Slezami zalʹyetsya:
" Ubit na turetskoy voyne".

Tam shli, shli, dva brata
S turetskogo fronta,
S turetskogo fronta domoy.

[No pustʹ podzhidayet,
Komu kakoye delo,
Oni ne dozhdutsya menya.

Lishʹ tolechko dozhdyotsya,
Glubokaya mogila,
Verneye dozhdëtsya menya