Kazak speeds ever toward the North, <br />Kazak has never heart for rest, <br />Not on the field, nor in the wood, <br />Nor when in face of danger pressed <br />His steed the raging stream must breast! <br /> <br />Kazak speeds ever toward the North, <br />With him a mighty power brings, <br />To win the honour of his land <br />Kazak his life unheeding flings- <br />Till fame of him eternal sings! <br /> <br />Kazak brought all Siberia <br />At foot of Russia's throne to lie, <br />Kazak left glory in the Alps, <br />His name the Turk can terrify, <br />His flag he ever carries high! <br /> <br />Kazak speeds ever toward the North, <br />Kazak has never heart for rest, <br />Not on the field, nor in the wood, <br />Nor when in face of danger pressed <br />His steed the raging stream must breast!<br /><br />Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-song-of-the-kasak/
