Alas, the captain's horse neighs sadly.
Song
1. Alas, the captain's gray horse neighs sadly, ; He doesn't even know where his master lies. ; He lies there at the foot of an aspen tree, ; Three Russian bullets have been shot in his heart. ; ; 2. Open, mother, open your green-painted gate, ; Let your free son in! ; Let me in, my dear son, I've been waiting for you, ; It's been three whole years since I've seen you.