Текст песни Война и победа - Минуты затишья

So many days, war rumbles
And the soldiers were tired of the explosions.
So many days there is no silence
The overcoats of the pea jacket turned black.
So many days and crazy nights
Even my own voice is not heard.
Amid the fiery days, hearing the rumble of batteries
The soldiers are waiting for a moment of calm.

And when they come,
When everything suddenly shuts around,
Someone just sitting who smoke
And who is sleeping, but who is playing the harmonica.

A thin guy is playing
In damp sergeant uniforms.
Recalls that little light
What burned in the windows of a native's house.
She remembers that girl
That once accompanied him.
He seems to believe in a dream
Yes, even in kindness,
Although it’s not enough in the war.

And the accordion is tearfully singing
And the melody swirls like a bird
That will slow down the flight
He’ll call home
Slightly softening these lines and faces.

How much patience and words are needed,
To get you guys back.
So that it doesn’t go out in the houses of lights,
The girls did not grow old with grief.
Eh, handsome sergeant, young,
So you may not hear
As above our long-awaited spring land
Minutes of calm will reign.

There will be an echo of war to the end
A sad song sounds endless.
And on our lips, in restless hearts
That melody will live forever.