apple trees and pear trees were in bloom river mist was rising all around young katyusha went strolling by the hour on the steep banks, 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.
oh, my song, song of a maiden's true love, to my dear one travel with the sun to the one with whom katyusha knew love, bring my greetings to him, one by one.
let him know that i am true and faithful, let him hear the love song that i send tell him as he defends our home, that grateful, true katyusha our love will defend.
apple trees and pear trees were in bloom river mist was rising all around young katyusha went strolling by the hour on the steep banks, o'er the rocky ground