Текст песни Сергей Куликов - Кладбище альпинистов

Many good guys
From the mountains did not return home.
Without living up to this day,
In the mountains found peace.
But in memory will always
Their songs, smiles and laughter,
Their faces and voices
And wet, cunning snow.

With a bouquet of alpine flowers,
We arrive at the Mogilas,
They no longer see dreams,
Quietly let's stand.
Slightly move lips,
Whisper in silence names
Instead of crosses - ice axes,
Love here forever.

Let's not disturb peace
Bouquet neat putty,
Caps from heads - Down,
Minute, let's stand up.
And we will come to you many times
You can not forget about you.
Do not be offended by us ...
Farewell, goodbye friends.