Текст песни хор Пятницкого - На Мамаевом кургане тишина

Silence on the Mamaev Kurgan
silence behind the Mamaev Kurgan.
War buried in that mound
a wave splashes quietly into the peaceful shore.
War buried in that mound
a wave splashes quietly into the peaceful shore.

Before this sacred silence
stood a woman with her head drooping,
a gray-haired mother whispers to herself,
the son hopes to see everything.
a gray-haired mother whispers to herself,
the son hopes to see everything.

Thickets of steppe grass deaf ditches,
he who has died will not raise his head,
will not come, will not say: "Mom! I am alive!
Don’t be sad, dear, I’m with you! "

That evening Volgograd comes,
and the old woman doesn’t leave, she’s waiting for her son,
a wave splashes quietly into the peaceful shore,
she is talking with her mother.
a wave splashes quietly into the peaceful shore,
she is talking with her mother,
she is talking with her mother.