Текст песни Песни Военных Лет - В домике бабушки Вари

Six photos hang in the house my grandmother Vari ...
   Six photos of soldiers in mourning black frame ...
   In his grandmother's eyes light ineffable
   Their images look faded from his portraits

   Here Mikhail Rybakov - Varenkin betrothed , my dear
   After the Civil him she raised her children .
   Peter was with them, and Ivan , Alyosha gave birth to Kolka -
   Dad brought up the sons , mother they loved ...

   Strong and young with an honest open mind
   Petenka as alive on the image next to
   In tank armor with him two companions ...-
   All they were burned at the Battle of Khalkhin - Gol.

   And then the war ... Horror and end rest ...
   Stood up to battle the country , Vanya became a hero .
   He's part of the Nazi machine dropped from heaven
   Only twenty years exchanging two before they reach Berlin.

   Fell and Nicky term be an infantryman on the front
   And in nineteen godkov Germans smash heroically .
   He took it in April, Berlin , and in the Greater Khingan
   Was mortally wounded in August samurai.

   Father died of grief . Younger - only seventeen.
   He knew that he is a fighter , he knew that he would not give up.
   Son finished school , but did not seek prosperity -
   & quot; pilots entered in the & quot ;, his middle 'brother !

   Time passed like a dream . Falcon formidable Korea
   American crows under heaven beats Korea
   Leszek - Starley - son. What is so heart ache ? -
   Here is a letter to the threshold , so print commander ...

   Silently took the envelope , revealed Varvara Petrovna ,
   Quietly she sobbed , tears not enough though .
   Order of the Red Star , two combat medals
   She works for the children in the military gave .

   & quot; Have Alёshenki son . I now live for her grandson.
   He's got one - not for him the parting ! & Quot; -
   She thought then - Russian grandmother Vare ...
   Had passed quickly , the Vassenka - grandson in Afghanistan .

   Was at ... Petrovna vnuchёk . One, one disconnected.
   No, not a substitute for sons - closer every son !.
   Motherland - Mother love , in a mountain pass
   He blew himself up in a fiery Kandahar ...

   That left it - gray-haired old lady
   In a world all alone in his ramshackle hut .
   Through the glass from the wall at his grandmother Barbara
   Her husband , grandson and sons watching the funeral of the frame ...

   In his grandmother's eyes light neizrechёnnym
   Look with the faded image of his portraits ...