Ансамбль им. Александрова - Весна сорок пятого года
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E. Dolmatovsky

Earth turned towards spring,
Good weather today.
So sometimes I remember me
Spring forty-fifth year.
Go through the year, but not fading away
And grief, and the feat of the people.
We have come hard to victory
In the spring of forty-fifth year.

And if you are young and later born,
Accept the baton from the stroke
Victorious salute and first rain
Spring forty-fifth year.
Scary for enemies and light for friends
Working our breed.
There is in every victory of your and my
Spring forty-fifth year.

Yes, there will be a rocket sweating,
In the transparent falling sky
For all generations, at all times
Spring forty-fifth year!