Lyrics Стихотворение Константина Симонова. - Открытое Письмо

I am obliged to inform you ,
That did not reach the destination
Letter that the lower box
Do not be ashamed you once .

Your husband has not received a letter ,
He was not injured vulgar word ,
Did not flinch , did not go mad ,
Curse all that was in the past.

When he raised his fighters
In the attack at the ruins of the station,
Blunt rudeness of your words
It , fortunately, not tormented .

When he walked heavily,
Pulling off a bloody cloth wound
Letter from you yet everything was going ,
Still , fortunately, it was early .

When he fell on the rocks
And death cut short breath ,
He still did not get
Fortunately, your message.

I can tell you that
That , wrapped in a cape ,
We park in the city at night
Buried after his bout.

Cost of tin star there
And beside poplar - for signs of ...
And yet, I forgot that you
I guess it makes no difference .

Letter brought us in the morning ...
It, the death of the recipient ,
Between them , we read aloud -
Oh, you'll forgive us soldiers.

Perhaps the memory is short
You . From desire,
On behalf of the entire regiment
I will remind you of content.

You wrote that much a year ,
As you are familiar with her new husband .
And the old , if comes,
You will not need it anyway .

What you do not know trouble,
Live well . And by the way ,
Now you no need to
Not lieutenants certificate .

That letter he did not expect from you
And you did not bother again ...
That's right : "Do not bother ..."
You pobolney searched words.

That's all. And nothing more .
We reread them patiently ,
All the words that for him
In parting hour in the shower you find .

" Do not bother ." "My husband ." " Passport " ...
But where you lost soul ?
After all, he was a soldier , soldier !
After all, we are for you with him died.

I do not want to be judged ,
Not all separation win,
Not all are able to age love -
Unfortunately, everything in life happens.

Well , maybe not love ,
Let it more than you is unnecessary ,
Suppose you live with others,
God be with him , there with her husband there , not her husband.

But soldiers are not to blame
The fact that he does not know a holiday ,
The third year in a row,
Protecting you , bother .

Well, you could not write
Let bitter words , but noble .
In his mind they were not found -
So it would take anywhere.

In our homeland , fortunately, there are
Many women shower high ,
They would have had the honor you -
You wrote these lines used ;

They used the word for you have found
To ease the anguish of others .
From them we bow down to the ground ,
Nod for the soul of their great .

Do not you and other women ,
Our rejection of war,
About you, we want to write ,
Let them know - that you are to blame ,

Their husbands at the front here ,
Sometimes in the shower with him struggling ,
Involuntary anxiously await
Letters from home before the fight .

We are your no good read ,
Now we are secretly bitter torments :
What if you are not one could ,
Suddenly, someone else will get ?

At the Court of distant wives
We will send you . you slandered
To them. You doubt them
We were given a reason for a minute .

Let them put the blame you ,
What do you hide the soul bird ,
What kind of a woman , a wife,
Themselves so long betrayed .

And your ex-husband - he was killed .
All is well . Live with the new.
Too low you will not be offended
In a letter to long unnecessary word.

Live without fear of guilt,
He did not write , do not answer
And , in the city to come back with the war ,
On the other hand you do not meet under .

Only one thing has to forgive
You'll have it - for what ,
Probably about a month to bring
Else you will be writing a post .

There's nothing to do here -
Letter slower bullets .
To you the letter will come in September ,
And he was killed in July .

About you there each row
You this is true , it is unpleasant -
So I on behalf of the Regiment
Take it back.

Take the same at the end of our
Contempt our goodbye .
Do not respect you
Deceased fellow soldiers .

On behalf of the officers of the regiment
Simonov