«1 White army, your way's a high one: / Temple and chest — to the black gun. White and divine is your cause: / Your white body — into the sand. Not a flock of swans in the sky: / The sacred white army / Melts, melts with white sight.. The last dream of the old world: / Youth — V...»
«2 Who has survived will die, who has died will arise. / And now descendants, remember the times long gone: / Where were you? The question will roar like thunder, / Like thunder will roar the answer: On the Don! "What did you do" "We were accepting torments, / Then grew tired and to sleep ...»
«3 Waves and youth — outside the law! / Don has moved — we die — we drown. / We ask the wind of time to bear / To grandsons a wicked rumour: Yes! Broke the Don's ice! / The white army — Yes! — died. / But with children and wives parting, / But on Don departing, With a whi...»
«Hard and marvelous — loyalty till the coffin! / Tsar-like luxury in squares' time! / Firm are the souls and ribs are firm likewise / Where are you, people of days gone by? With ash equating altar and the throne, / Like a red-haired Tatar the freedom prowls. / Over the ashtrays at the t...»