Текст песни Бабкины внуки - Боль потерь и скорбь - это война

The pain of loss and grief - is voyna-
The night of anguish, the mother of trouble and sorrow.
And the price for it - only one life
How many are warriors fallen prematurely ...

Do not wait for the sons of them, do not dry the tears
Mothers so early graying.
Their boys like leaves, as leaves from the birches
Pali ground leafless leaves ...

How many of you did not come back home,
How ever deserted huts.
Thank you to the eternal and everlasting peace,
We are the same - memory orphaned!

Do not wait for the sons of them, do not dry the tears
Mothers so early graying.
Their boys like leaves, as leaves from the birches
Pali ground leafless leaves ...

I'll take my little son, all the places union with him.
Regards to all, who are no longer.
Those who gave life for the holy victory!
In memory of those heroic years!

Do not wait for the sons of them, do not dry the tears
Mothers so early graying.
Their boys like leaves, as leaves from the birches
Pali ground leafless leaves ...