Katyusha (English Version) by SovietSinger

Apple trees and pear trees were a flower, River mist was rising all around. Young Katusha went strolling by the hour On the steep banks, O'er the rocky ground. By the river's bank she sang a love song Of her hero in a distant land. Of the one she'd dearly loved for so long, Holding tight his letters in her hand. Oh, my song, song of a maiden's true love, To my dear one travel with the sun. To the one with whom Katusha knew love, Bring my greetings to him, one by one. Let him know that I am true and faithful, Let him hear the love song that I send. Tell him as he defends our home that grateful, True Katusha our love will defend.

Added 30 Sept 2026