Lyrics Симельский хор - Не вейтеся, чайки, над морем. Партизанская

Do not bother, seagulls, over the sea,
You, poor thing, have nowhere to sit down. (x2 times)

Fly to Siberia, oh, the edge is distant,
Take the sad news. (x2 times)

And there at the mountains, oh, beyond Lake Baikal,
Our regiment was surrounded by an enemy. (x2 times)

There fought the damned Semenov
With the eighth partisan regiment. (x2 times)

The cartridges are with us, oh, at the end,
The shells had come out a long time ago. (x2 times)

We do not have help out of nowhere,
We are destined to die here. (x2 times)