Текст песни Александр Розембаум - ведь девчонки в войну не играют...

They did not call, unless there before them,
After all, the girls do not play in the war,
They are more and more clothes so Waltz
Midnight.
But lit sidelights,
Best not wanting to share itself,
Our daughter, the country of our subsidiaries,
And swept their waltz
Whirlwind of fire trails.

Cornflower fields silence
Burst suddenly roar of the explosion.
Ah, what a pity that you are not my wife,
Not the bride.
Dolyubit interrupted by the war,
And we messed up horses' manes,
It is not known where you are not known,
But the road is long, and how you want in dreams
Scream, moan.

A home far away,
And the world is far, far away.
By plane knock boots.
Girls, go back in time.

And flying high above the ground,
And under the wings of a blue sky.
Nothing that bombing is not a woman's business,
Never mind that there is no force of men's,
Only a coward none of them was not.
The sun had set behind the cloud village.
We'll be back home,
To dawn to dawn
Again, fly into battle.