Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Нас осталось мало

There are few of us left, few of us left.
Sing a song more vigorously, singing!
A glow of fire shines through the fog.
The beginning of the guitar - the drum ends.

There are few of us left, few of us left.
A machine-gun sweep swept the banner
The chains thinned, the words ran out
But the idea is alive, the music is alive.

There are few of us left, few of us left.
A dead drummer falls down tiredly
The trumpeter fell with the pipe - the copper fell silent.
There is no one to sing along with you.

There are few of us left, few of us left.
Remember how we used to sing.
We stand, as before, a finger on a string,
In the fierce hope of winning the war!

We are few left, we are left ma ...

1980