Текст песни Ефим Шифрин - Волховская застольная

Occasionally, my friends, we have to meet,
But really it happened when -
Recall that it was, and a drink, as usual,
As has become a tradition in Russia.

Let us, together with the land Leningrad
He remembers the old things,
Remember, as a Russian soldier's strength
The Germans drove for Tikhvin.

Here's to those who long for weeks
The frozen lying dugouts,
He fought in the Poconos, fought on the Volkhov,
I do not retreat a single step.

Here's to those who commanded the companies of,
Who died in the snow,
Who Leningrad penetrated marshes,
Throat breaking the enemy.

They will be forever glorified in legends,
Under the machine-gun snowstorm,
Our hostility to the Sinyavino Heights,
Our shelves beneath Mgoy.

Stand and choknemsya circles we stand,
Brotherhood of friends fighting.
Here's to the courage of the fallen heroes, we,
Here's to the meeting live.