Текст песни ИХОРЁК СЛУЦКИЙ - КРЕПИСЬ, БРАТИШКА-АЛЁШКА

In a foreign land, in squares and parks,
Where there was fighting, in mountains and rivers of others,
They are - the fallen in the attacks,
They are - resurrected forever!

Behind them the banner of granite,
And in the hands of children and flowers ..
And remember all fallen by name,
They are - like memory positions

And they will not go away any day or night,
Do not throw a post under the snow and rain! ..
Hold on, Alyosha! The fight is not over,
Wait, brother - we go to you!

All the more beautiful life saved their countries,
And yet meaner speeches and wreath ...
Yesterday - loved and desired,
Today - if enemies ..!

Let it not be erased memorable dates,
Bumping into the world at an alarming string!
They are, Soviet soldiers -
Not burdened by such a position! ..