Впервые исполнена 27 ноября 1938 года Валентиной Батищевой в Колонном зале Дома Союзов под аккомпанемент оркестра Виктора Кнушевицкого [wikipedia.org]
Apple trees and pear trees were a flower, River mist was rising all around. Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour On the steep banks, over 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.