Letter from Warsaw (Письмо из Варшавы)

English translation

Letter from Warsaw

Accept, Warsaw, a gift from Leningrad,
Receive from your brother you a bow.
You were once tortured,
And we heard your distant groan.
And there was in that groan a thunder of cannonade,
Whistle of bullets and machine-gun svens.
And we knew, Warsaw was fighting,
Warsaw lives - which means that we live!
Yes, terrible fate fell to us
And we can not all name names,
But we will not forget Montec's son
We will not forget Neither Lenin, nor the Course, nor the Eagle.
You went up, fell, got up
Charred proud sister,
But firmly clutching the sword
And again in the battle led the Chopin hearts.
That is why the roses are glowing brightly,
That's why carnations burn so ...
After all, they poured the Warsaw tears
And the children's blood is at your walls then.
You have all passed through suffering, grief, torment,
Unconquered and tender sister.
You are always outstretched hands,
You always have open hearts.
What a beautiful Warsaw you are!
I can not embrace all the streets, squares,
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Письмо из Варшавы

Прими, Варшава, дар от Ленинграда,
Прими от брата ты земной поклон.
Истерзана лежала ты когда-то,
И слышен нам был твой далекий стон.
И был в том стоне грохот канонады,
Свист пуль и пулеметный свен.
И знали мы, сражается Варшава,