Катюша (Katyusha)

Apple and pear trees were a-blooming
Mist (was) creeping on the river
Katyusha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank
Katyusha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank

She was walking, singing a song
About a grey steppe eagle
About her true love
Whose letters she was keeping
About her true love
Whose letters she was keeping

Oh you song! Little song of a maiden
Head for the bright Sun
And reach for the soldier on the far-away border
Along with greetings from Katyusha
And reach for the soldier on the far-away border
Along with greetings from Katyusha

Let him remember an ordinary girl
And hear how she sings
Let him preserve the Motherland
Same as Katyusha preserves their love
Let him preserve the Motherland
Same as Katyusha preserves their love

Apple and pear trees were a-blooming
Mist (was) creeping on the river
Katyusha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank
Katyusha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank