Александр Харчиков - Завтра снова нам в бой
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(to Yuri Pushchakov)

Tomorrow we will go into battle again,
But not everyone will come back.
Love for Russia
You will have to pay with your blood...
For the twinkling of stars,
That our shoulder straps are fading.
For crosses by the roads,
That they turn black on mass graves,
Tomorrow again with hostility...
Under the hooves, under the dashing sabers
The shelves will fall to the ground
Mixed: ours and others.
Both are for the people
They will paint the snow black and red,
But no one will understand.
This slaughter is blind and terrible.
Back on fire tomorrow!
Death will cripple our souls,
And the horse is in agony
He will mutilate his rider,
And the earth will cover
Both friends and enemies - indiscriminately,
And the warmth from the blood...
It will be an eternal reproach for the living.
Tomorrow we'll go into battle again...