Oddly enough, in days of war
There are minutes of silence,
When the battle fall's silent of tiredness
And you almost don't hear explosions.
And we stand in days of war,
Deafened by silence.
It happens so in days of war-
We are dreaming in the trenches,
We are dreaming about prewar villages,
Where in the windows the lights are lit.
And in dugouts in days of war
Breathing with peace our dreams.
How to anticipate in advance
Hard road of rifle companies,
Who will get to the nearest river crossing,
Who will reach long awaited victory?
How to anticipate in advance,
Hard road of rifle companies?
Oddly enough, in days of war
There are minutes of silence,
When the battle fall's silent of tiredness
And you almost don't hear explosions.
And we stand in days of war,
Deafened by silence.
LT
Treugol'ny
Valeriu Raut
سهشنبه, 23/01/2018 - 09:07
Слова: Михаил Матусовский
Музыка: Андрей Петров