Текст песни На окошке - Огонёк

Twinkle
Music: Folk Lyrics: M. Isakovsky

The position of the girl
Mourners fighter
Dark night Simple
On the steps of the porch.
And while the mist
I could see the boy,
In the window on the maiden
Everything was burning flame.

Man met friendly
Frontline family
Everywhere there were comrades,
Everywhere there were friends,
But the familiar street
He could not forget:
& quot; Where are you, my dear girl,
Where are you, my flame? & Quot;

And the girlfriend Distant
The guy sends news,
That I love her maiden
Never die.
All that has been put forth
Everything turns on time -
Do not go out without time
Golden flame.

And it becomes joy
In the soul of a fighter
From such a good,
From her letter.
And the hated enemy
Harder beats the boy
For the Soviet Motherland,
For native flame.

1947