Владимир Златоустовский - От героев былых времен
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(Words of Evgeny Agranovich, music by Rafail Khozak.)

From the heroes of past times
There are sometimes no names left ...
Those who took a mortal battle,
Became just earth, grass ...
Only formidable valor of them
Settled in the hearts of the living.
This eternal fire, bequeathed to us alone,
We keep in the chest.

Look at my fighters -
The whole world remembers them in the face.
Here the battalion froze in the ranks:
Again, I recognize old friends.
Even though they are not twenty -five,
They had to go a difficult path.
These are those who have risen in bayonets like one,
Those who took Berlin! ..

There is no family in Russia,
Where would not be remembered his hero.
And the eyes of young soldiers
They look from photos of the wilted ones.
This view is like a senior court
For the guys that are growing now.
And the boys cannot but lie, do not deceive,
Not to turn off the way ...