Текст песни Алена Малинина - Песни наших отцов

Songs of our fathers

1. In asleep glade between Dark Lakes
Quietly shines in the fog, slightly flickers
Over the gray-haired palpal
And military songs from the whole school fly
And military songs from the whole school fly

Single modest handkerchief fell from lowered shoulders
As accounted for, and promised Blue handkerchiefs

2. With the guard of Birch, it is silent
Young, red, remember soldiers
Runs away the walkway, be called
In those years where the harmonica front sings
In those years where the harmonica front sings

Night short, sleep clouds, and lies with my palm
Unfamiliar your hand
After alarm sleeps the town, I heard the melody of the Waltz
And here looked at an hour

3.u Flower forget-me-not, you ask about the war
You listen sensibly and hear silence
Let it be covered by someone than the glory in granite
But nothing is forgotten and no one is forgotten
But nothing is forgotten and no one is forgotten

With birch, a yellow leaf flies,
Vintage Waltz, "Autumn Sleep" plays a harmonist
Sigh, complaining, bass, and as if in forgetting ...
But nothing is forgotten, and no one is forgotten

4. Where over the old troops rose
In the morning again on the trail you leaving friends with friends
There will be a dale of a bare or wind in the face
You take them with your songs of our fathers
You take them with your songs of our fathers