You rocked me on the fir branches...

Stand in orderly ranks
And defeat the Bosnians,
Under the sounds of drums,
To the sound of victorious trumpets!
Dinner time is coming,
And the regiment is coming to rest.
Brother was rushing into battle for brother,
The soldiers are all covered in sweat and mud.
Their native land is far from them,
And these are their words:
- Hey, The Great Emperor,
Stop wasting our lives.
You see, we will all die,
Disband us quickly.
One fell, the other fell.
There are thousands falling.

[@user-zv7nh6bw4n]

Оригинально, образно, образно и фольклорно! Замечательно! Спасибо автору-исполнителю!

[@Kuttunes]

Спасибо, Таня!

[@user-ir8ly9jl4m]

Откуда что берется? Уверенный и достаточно сильный вокал. Спасибо, Сергей!

[@Kuttunes]

Спасибо, Саша! От опыта берётся. откуда же ещё. С консерваторской скамьи интересовался я вокальным фольклором. Учился у людей, ярких в этом жанре, как Виктор Луферов. Валерий Ярушин и Юрие Садовник.

[@Kuttunes]

Subtitles in Romanian, Russian, English and automatic translation into many languages.

[@janewilson3915]

Is it available on Spotify?

[@Kuttunes]

I usually post new songs here on Kuttunes. And then I think for several weeks how successful the record is. Does it make sense to move it further. This song is available only here today! Thank you, Jane!