Текст песни Владимир Макаров - Слово товарищ-говорил мне отец-муз.Катаев-сл.М.Анчаров

The word " comrade"
    Michael Ancharov

Said my father :
" You find your word
That is like a song ,
It led him .
You look for it with faith ,
With hope , with love -
And then it will be
Thy fate . "

I was looking in the sky ,
And the smoke of the fires ,
On the green meadows ,
And dead ash.
Only it seems to me
Better word " comrade"
Nothing I have not found
On this ground.

In this word - fate
Till the last breath.
In this word - hope
Earthly cities.
With these words the holy
It raises the age of
Scarlet Sail of Hope
Twenties .

1972