Aged mother for thirty years,
And the news of his son no, no.
But she still continues to wait
Because he believes, because the mother.
And he hopes it ...
For many years, as the war was over,
For many years, all came back,
In addition to the dead that are in the earth.
How many of them at the farthest village
Beardless boys did not come.
Once sent to the village in the spring
The film is a documentary about the war.
All have come to the cinema and old and small,
Who knew the war and who did not know.
Before the bitter memory of man
Hatred overflowed river.
It was hard to recall it.
Suddenly the screen son looked at his mother.
Mother found her son in the same moment
And swept the mother cry.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son.
As if her son could hear.
He rushed out of the trench in the battle,
Got his mother to cover themselves.
Everything was afraid - he suddenly falls,
But through the years, son raced forward.
Alex shouted countrymen,
Alex, asked slowing-down.
Frame was replaced by son stayed,
Asks his mother about her son again.
Asks his mother about her son again,
Asks his mother about her son again.
And on the attack again he runs
Alive and well, not wounded, not killed.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son.
Alex, Alyoshenka, son
As if her son could hear.
Houses everything she fancied movie
All waited for just about now in the window
In the midst of an alarming silence
Knock her son to war.