Текст песни Николай Некрасов - Внимая ужасам войны

Keeping in mind the horrors of war,
With each new combat victim
I'm sorry not for a friend, not a wife,
I'm sorry not for the hero ...

Alas! My wife will be comforted,
And a friend will forget a friend;
But somewhere there is only one soul -
She will remember before the coffin!

Among our hypocritical acts
And every vulgarity and prose
Some I have seen in the world
Saints, sincere tears -
That is the tears of poor mothers!

They do not forget their children,
Those who perished on the bloody field,
How not to raise a weeping willow
Their drooping branches ...