Вечерняя застольная [Vechernyaya zastol'naya] [English translation]

Hell with it,

Let’s raise this glass for our children,

And lets shake off the frost from our hair.

Let’s raise [the glass], let’s raise [the glass].

And lets shake off the frost from our hair.

Let’s raise [the glass], let’s raise [the glass].

This is to a morning, and the fresh wind from the fields,

This is a friend who did not live to see this day.

This is to the memory that lives in our hearts,

Let’s sing, let’s sing.

This is to the memory that lives in our hearts,

Let’s sing, let’s sing.

God’s grace to all currently living,

Peace to the home where dogs and horses are loved.

To toast the might of the waves [of the seas]

Let’s pour to the brim, let’s pour to the brim.

To toast the might of the waves [of the seas]

Let’s pour to the brim, let’s pour to the brim.

My people, we, the living, are still here

So let’ raise the glass to the luck on a treacherous trail

So that the raven would not caw above us

Raise your cup, raise your cup

So that the raven would not caw above us

Raise your cup, raise your cup

So that the raven would not caw above us

Raise your cup, raise your cup