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Apple and pear trees were in bloom
Mist was creeping on the river
Katuysha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank
She was walking, singing a song
About a gray steppe eagle
A bout her true love
Whose letters she was keeping
OH you song , Little song of a maiden
Head for the Bring sun
And reach for the soldier on the Far-away border
Along with greetings from Katyusha
Let him remember an ordinary girl
And hear how she sings
Let him preserve the MotherLand
Same as Katuysha Preserves their love
Let him preserve the MotherLand
Same as Katuysha Preserves their love
Apple and pear trees were in bloom
Mist was creeping on the river
Katuysha set out on the banks
On the steep and lofty bank.