Ротибор Макаров - Письмо ветерана
текст песни

Already pay for the first foliage,
And in our house it became quieter.
I have not seen you for a long time
And from that, you became closer.

Your eyes before me
In which, I no longer see love.
There have been no letters from you for a long time
I don’t get answers either.

You died in the 43rd with your daughter,
I only find out about that in the 45th!
Hill near the house, two crosses,
There you are, and my daughter, and I will lie there ...

Forgive me my dear
But I can't do that anymore
Not for that, returning home with victory,
I am now standing at your graves,

Not for that, with a grenade,
Pressed the fascist in the root ...
Not for that, our guys,
They watered with blood ... the earth of the German ...

To return, I found out
That I will not see my daughter anymore.
I will not hug you already
That the bomb was put at that point

In the letter I wrote to you then,
Under the blue of the sky of January,
In the trench dirty and cold ...
Not knowing that tears drop
On these two crosses, on the hill near the house ...

But you left
And it became only worse.
And the heart beating frantically,
Tends to break out,
Then the soul broke off,
And the heart stopped fighting ...