Apple trees and pear trees were a flower,
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katusha went strolling by the hour)
On the steep banks,)     2)
O'er the rocky ground.)

By the river's bank 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.)     2)

Oh, my song, song of a maiden's [bad word] love,
To my dear one travel with the sun.
To the one who Katusha loves so,)     2)
Bring my gree tings to him, one by one.)

Let thim know that I'am [bad word] and faithful,
Let him hear the love song that I send.
Tell him as he defends our home that grateful,) [bad word] Katusha our love will defend.)     2)

Apple trees and pear trees were a flower,
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katusha went strolling by the hour.)
On the steep banks,)     2)
O'er the rocky ground.)