А.Головченко - Мамаев курган
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Grandfather told me how in the morning in the morning
Birds chirping about victory in that war
The ray of the sun was reflected in a light drop of dew
And in granite plates the sky is reflected
Silence is everywhere on Mamaev Kurgan
Even the wind enjoys silence
Chorus
And the memory of gold on the plates wrote
And in that battle there is little survivor.

The ray of the sun was reflected in a clean drop of tears
The morning festive, ringing
People come to you in Volgograd people everything
Veterans at the parade are found there
Chorus
And the memory of gold on the plates wrote
And in that battle there is little survivor.