Текст песни 3. Вальс - Синий платочек

Sinenky, modest handkerchief
 He fell with drooping shoulders.
 You are accompanied
 and promise
 Blue Scarf save.
 And let me
 Not today
 Beloved, native,
 I know, with love
 You to the head
 Blue scarf hiding.

Letters thy getting,
 I can hear my mother's voice.
 And between the lines
 blue scarf
 Again, stands in front of me.
 And I do not just
 Dreamed of in the early morning hours
 Curls in a headscarf,
 Blue nighttime,
 Sparkles girlish eyes.

How many cherished handkerchiefs
 We wear to the heart with you!
 Joy of meeting
 Maiden's shoulders
 Remember harvest season in combat.
 For them, family,
 Lovely, desirable such
 Scribbling machine gunner,
 For blue handkerchief,
 What I was on the shoulders of the road!
 Scribbling machine gunner,
 For blue handkerchief,
 What I was on the shoulders of the road!