not brother
comrade is not comrade
and I'll fight with them
them all'
-Disappear!
or I'll kill you
damned Judas
Alarm!
Alarm!
-What's up?
-Here!
-Thanks God
I thought I will not find you
Five days on horse
-What's up?
-Tatars
burned Sech
everyone slaughtered
or taken to captivity
Only I could run away
-Brother
maybe we'll see in future,
maybe not
Forgive me, brother
-God forgives
-Another time
-God forgives
-Third time, forgive
-God forgives
-They leave
Can't understand
what does it mean
-Half of forces leaves
-So there is only half of them
Half of Cossacks went to Sech
The second half stays
Gentlemen
this is our only hope
Tomorrow we will rout them
and hang
-I give you drink
not because you made me your ataman
not to say goodbye to our comrades
Now
it is another
time
We see deeds of great Cossack valour
So
Let's drink
for holy
orthodox faith
For new time
when it will spread on whole world
and everywhere was
one
holy
faith
For the faith!
-Also
let's drink
for Sech
for becoming it better year to year
and for
our good
and better warriors
For Sech!
Now
the last drink
Comrades
For all Christians!
that live on Earth
For Christians!
Cossacks felt to thoughts
as eagles they viewed their fate,
blacken far away
Fields
will be covered by their white bones
and poured with their Cossack blood
But no magnanimous deed will die
and Cossack's glory will not perish
bandura player will sing
like wise spirit
and he will say about them
his deep
strong word
and everything borned after it
will remember them
because words spread to all nooks
like peal of bell copper
which is generously filled with
expensive, clean silver
for the peal, spreading the whole country
calling people
for holy prayer
Don't let them make formations!
All kurens, press them!
-Untaken - so expensive weapon
I slayed 7 Poles,
but haven't seen so good weapon
Kuren ataman killed!
Brothers! Kuren ataman killed!
Dymytrovych killed!
Elect the new ataman!
-You'll be a good ataman
Bul'benko ataman!
-Forward!
-Our victory
father
No
Not final victory
Our own men
Our own men, devil's son
Fight our own men
Hey, guys
Decoy him to forest
Decoy him
-Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
-And what will we do?
So, son
Have Poles help you?
To sell
sell faith
sell brothers
Stand still!
Dismount!
Stand and don't move!
I gave birth to you
I will slay you
Was so good Cossack!
Tall
Dark-browed
Face
nobleman's
Had strong arm in battles
Wasted
Wasted ingloriously
Like mean dog
-Misfortune, ataman!
Cossacks look for you
Poles got stronger
Fresh troops came
Cossacks want to look at your eyes
before they die
They want you to look at them before death hour
-Brothers!
Do you still have a lot of steam?
Is Cossacks' strength still powerful?
Do Cossacks hold out?
-We still have
a lot of steam, father!
Cossacks' strength
is still powerful
Cossacks hold out still
Not pity
to die
nobody could ask for better
death
Be glorious
for ages,
Russian land
-Die, our enemies.
Exult forever
Russian land
Young soul went out
Angels took it
and carried to Heavens
He will like it there
Sit, Stepan, to the right of me
will say Christ
You was faithful to comradship
didn't do dishonourable things
keeped
and protected
my church
-Brothers!
Do you still have a lot of steam?
Is Cossacks' strength still powerful?
Do Cossacks hold out?
-We still have
a lot of steam, father!
Cossacks' strength is still powerful
Cossacks hold out still
One of the valourest Cossacks,
Borodatiy
was on many marches
The most glorious one was
Canatolian march
They took many sequins
and different attires
bandura players song the praises
of Cossack's luck
I think,
brothers
I get a good death
cutted seven Poles
stabbed nine with lance
Bloom
for ages,
Russian land
Mosiy Shylo was a strong Cossack
many times was ataman in sea
and saw many events
He could be ataman again
but drank a