Tachanka (Tачанка) Russian Folk Song Female Cover

Описание: The song is about Russian Civil War, 1937

English Lyrics:
Bird, fly from the road, and quickly!
Better hurry or you're dead!2
See that dust cloud coming thickly,
Horses charging far ahead!
Blasting, turning, fire pouring,
into crowds of enemies!
His machine gun rattling, roaring,
our young gunner clears the fields!

Chorus:
Hey Tachanka gun from Rostov,
You're our joy and you're our pride!
Red cavalry gun-carts blast off,
Four wheels whirring as they ride!

We crossed the Don after the Volga,
Through the golden steppe so free!
Tanned, and dusty our young gunner,
Blasted through our enemy!
As, unstoppable and mighty,
Like the manes of our wild steeds,
Manes of wind, smoke, storm, and fire,
Slice our land like wind through reeds!

Chorus:
Hey Tachanka gun from Kiev,
You're our joy and you're our pride!
The Red youth army's gun-carts racing,
Four wheels whirring as they ride!

Up above our soaring pilots,
Seek the enemy on high.
Looking down they see Tachanka,
And salute you from the sky.
In the fields our tanks are rumbling,
See the foe is on the run.
Forward then Tachanka,
With each bullet from your gun.

Hey Tachanka gun from Poltava!
You're our joy and you're our pride!
Red cavalry gun-carts, fire!
Four wheels whirring as they ride!


Russian In Latin:
Ty leti s dorogi, ptitsa,
Zverʹ, s dorogi ukhodi!
Vidishʹ, oblako klubit·sya,42
Koni mchat·sya vperedi!
I s naleta, s povorota,
Po tsepi vragov gustoy
Zastrochit iz pulemeta
Pulemetchik molodoy.

Pripev:
Ekh, tachanka-rostovchanka,
Nasha gordostʹ i krasa,
Priamurskaya tachanka,
Vse chetyre kolesa!

Ekh, za Volgoy i za Donom
Mchalsya stepʹyu zolotoy
Zagorelyy, zapylennyy
Pulemetchik molodoy.
I neslasʹ neuderzhimo
S grivoy ryzhego konya
Griva vetra, griva dyma,
Griva buri i ognya.

Pripev:
Ekh, tachanka-kiyevlyanka,
Nasha gordostʹ i krasa,
Ukrainskaya tachanka,
Vse chetyre kolesa!

Po zemle grokhochut tanki,
Samolety petli vʹyut,
O budennovskoy tachanke
V nebe letchiki poyut.
I vragu ponyne snit·sya
Dozhdʹ svintsovyy i gustoy
Boyevaya kolesnitsa,
Pulemetchik molodoy.

Pripev:
Ekh, tachanka-poltavchanka,
Nasha gordostʹ i krasa,
Pulemetnaya tachanka,
Vse chetyre kolesa!