Текст песни Песни военных лет - Довоенный вальс

The peaceful sky over the fortress of Brest,
The cramped apartment happy faces.
Waltz. The political leader invites bride
Newbie cube glitters in his buttonhole.

And outside, outside the beauty of the new moon
Whispering with Bug weeping willows.
Forty-first year, the beginning of June.
Still alive, still alive,
Still alive, everything, everything, everything.

He looks at the Nevsky with posters Rocks,
In cinemas goes & quot; Volga, Volga & quot ;.
Again Kronstadt sailors escorts:
Will their long educational campaign.

And the stern, the stern of the white night meditation,
Gulls circling over the Gulf of Finland.
Forty-first year, the beginning of June.
Still alive, still alive,
Still alive, everything, everything, everything.

Past the facade of the Bolshoi Theatre
Rushing to rest, ringing, trams.
In the tenth class exams tomorrow
Eternal Flame at the Kremlin does not glow.

All ahead, everything is, everything is on the eve of ...
Twenty sunrises left happy ...
Forty-first year, the beginning of June.
Still alive, still alive,
Still alive, everything, everything, everything.

Waltz recalled pre-war volumes,
Waltz raised us dear person,
Who brought us together front-line road,
Who ever we had to be separated.

Years passed, and again outside a quiet evening.
Watch with portraits of friends silently.
In memory of our today and forever
They are all alive, all alive,
All of them are alive, everything, everything ...
In memory of our today and forever
They are all alive, all alive,
All of them are alive, everything, everything, everything!