Soldiers sleep in damp trenches
There is gray hair in the boys' temples ...
As if lime, war,
They are viciously marks in the forty-fifth ...
The infantry has already passed hundreds of miles,
But at dawn there was that fight
Where a friend covered himself up,
Back soaked with sweat ...
CHORUS:
Live! Spring will come in a month
And May will come true from a soldier's dream!
You will return home along the white street,
With Victory, with Victory, and only with Victory!
In the name of goodness and in the name of love,
Live, I conjure you, my friend, live! ...
The years of a military blizzard have passed
And a friend survived, in spite of death!
He was lucky once
The heart of a friend was closed from bullets!
In the rays of the ringing April
In prayer, he whispers the words:
"Let life be always alive,
Even though we have grown so old! ... "
CHORUS:
Live! After all, the front spring is alive,
After all, that May from the soldier's dream came true!
We returned home along the white street,
With Victory, with Victory, with your Victory!
In the name of goodness and in the name of love,
Live in our Memory, my friend, live!
In the name of goodness and in the name of love,
Live for centuries, live a bright feat! ...
6 February 2010
Krasnogorsk
