Текст песни АТС - Гвардии майор

Snow was like a dashing lilac color,
He poured, covering the parade ground by the standard measure.
A dark thread ran a rough track ...
Who knows how lonely it is to go home.

The Major's guards are unarmed at night,
Like a long prisoner, he will step on the threshold ...
But the Guards Major does not need anyone here,
Like a white lilac under the heel of a boot ...

We build the bruva and all the ballet;
The soul will warm up the night and a gentle letter.
Empty light rattles in the window ...
Would know who, how lonely is the way home.