There is a cliff on the Volga river covered with wild moss
From its top to its bottom
And it stands there for hundreds of years covered with moss

Knowing neither need nor care.
And it stands there for hundreds of years covered with moss
Knowing neither need nor care.


Nothing grows on the top of it
Just the free wind floats around

A mighty eagle made his hideout there
And there it torments its victims.
A mighty eagle made his hideout there

And there it torments its victims.

Only one man among all others was on that cliff

Only he was able to get to the top
And the cliff didnt forget this man
And from then on it was called by the mans name.


And that cliff is still there and it still keeps
All the cherished thoughts of Stepan (Razin)

And along with only the Volga river it remembers sometimes
The glorious living of the rebel leader
And along with only the Volga river it remembers sometimes

The glorious living of the rebel leader!