The Partisan's Song
Po dolinam I po vzgoriam
Shla diviziia vpered
Chtoby s boiu vziat Primore
Beloj Armii oplot
Nalivalisia znamena
Kumachom poslednikh ran
Shli likhie ehskadrony
Priamurskikh partizan
Ehtikh let ne smolknet slava
Ne pomerknet nikogda
Partizanskie otriady
Zanimali goroda
I ostanutsia kak v skazke
Kak maniashchie ogni
Shturmovye nochi Spasska
Volochaevskie dni
Razgromili Atamanov
Razognali Voevod
I na tikhom Okeane
Svoj zakonchili pokhod
The Partisan's Song
Through valleys and over hills
The division marched forward
To take the Primorye with battle
The stronghold of the White Army
The banners were flying
With the last rays of the sunset
The daring squadrons went
The Amur partisans
The glory of those years will not fade
Will never dim
Partisan units
Captured cities
And they will remain like in a fairy tale
Like bewitching fires
The stormy nights of Spassk
The days of Volochaevsk
They defeated the Atamans
Dispersed the Voivodes
And on the quiet Ocean
Ended their campaign
Escrita por: S. Alimov / T. Aturov