Katyusha

Apple trees and pear trees were aflower
River mist was rising all around
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour
On the steep banks
O’er the rocky ground
Oh, my song, my 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, to him one by one
By the riverbank 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
Let him know that I am true and faithful
Let him hear that love song that I send
Tell him as he defends our home that
True Katyusha our love will defend