Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Он вчера не вернулся из боя

Why are all wrong? Like business as usual :
The same sky - again blue ,
The same timber, the same air , the same water,
Only he did not return from the battlefield.

Now I do not understand who was right of us
In our disputes without sleep and rest.
I do not miss it was only now,
When he did not return from the battlefield.

He said nothing out of place and not in tact sang ,
He always talked about something else ,
He would not let me sleep , he got up with the sun ,
And yesterday did not return from battle.

What is empty now - not about talk,
Suddenly I said - we were two .
For me, if the wind blew the fire,
When he did not return from the battlefield.

Now broke , as if from captivity , spring,
By mistake, I called out to him :
- Friend , leave a smoke ! - And in response - silence :
Yesterday he did not return from battle.

Our dead will not leave us in the lurch ,
Our fallen - like sentinels .
Reflected sky in the woods, in the water ,
And the trees are blue .

And places us in a dug well enough ,
We and the time passed for both.
All one now . It just seems to me ,
This I did not return from the battlefield .