Lit candles ogarochek ,
Thunders Nedalniy fight.
Pour , my friend, for goblet ,
Our front !
Pour a glass of vodka to my friend ,
Our front !
Do not waste time ,
Talk with you.
Do not waste time ,
Friendly but simply
Talk with you.
A long time we were not at home ...
Flowering native spruce,
As if in a fairy tale - nebyli ,
To distant lands.
As if in a fairy tale - nebyli ,
To distant lands.
It needles new
Honey on it
It needles new
And all spruce cones ,
Honey on it.
Where trees are crumbling ,
Where are Christmas trees ,
Which year beauties
Walk without children.
Why would they Zorka early ,
Kohl boys in the war,
In Germany, Germany
At the far side .
Fly dream soldier ,
For the most gentle maiden ,
That remembers me .
Lit candles ogarochek ,
Thunders Nedalniy fight.
Pour , my friend, for goblet ,
Our front ! ..
