Батька Махно [Batka makhno] [English translation]

Father Makhno looking out the window

The yard's so dark outside

Moon and stars are shinning

And silence all around...

The church (monastery?) and the village sleep

Flies hitting against the window

Monk is keeping the watch

Barely standing on his feet

The dead stand along the road with their scythes

Done by the hands of the red devils!

The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar

Was starting the red, Was starting the red

Was starting the red, eh

Dusk, dusk, dusk, the red dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, the red dusk

We've seen them, we swear

All the community, all the people

They galopped through the mists

Why are you sad, Ataman?

Ride by the fields, let the flames burn!

Let the revolver shoot!

Life's so pleasant, brothers, to live

We won't know any grief!

The dead stand along the road with their scythes

Done by the hands of the red devils!

The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar

Was starting the red, Was starting the red

Was starting the red, eh

The dead stand along the road with their scythes

Done by the hands of the red devils!

The Dead with their scythes have taken down the Tsar

Was starting the red, Was starting the red

Was starting the red, eh

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk

Dusk, dusk, dusk, crimson dusk