On the way to the sunset, they left,
Without saying a farewell word,
For they knew that the lights would not go out here,
Here they are always waiting for them again and again.
Gorky honey of partings is useful to friends,
So that their meetings were more desirable,
To shout louder, they ghouls:
"Do not separate, friendship - forever!"
Lee Lee, blizzard, il Purga and Buran,
Grads, showers, sunsets, dawn,
This camp is waiting for friends again,
A warm word in their hearts punging.
Do not grieve, comrades, the time is running,
Rushes three on our planet,
The fog will fly unnoticed by separation,
You look around a little - all together again.
Again songs and laughter, running around and enthusiasm,
And the guitars of a chant in the full moon,
Someone again waves in the night for the fence,
Someone will slip again.
Again there will be love, dancing and Kuteria,
In the black sky, the rupture of fireworks,
Again the search for missing reserves in the dark,
Again dexterity with the strength of the check.
And let the fun and laughter for short -term,
But every comrade remembers here,
That reciprocity and help to each other - for everyone,
And that you can’t cook porridge with the fools.
Do not grieve, friends, time is running quickly,
Rushes three on our planet,
The fog will fly unnoticed by separation,
And you always be only together!