Текст песни Юля Началова - Письмо с фронта

Hello dear
I'm under the moat
Just came out of the battle
As in reality I see our old house
Voice your sweet hear
We do not give a break not the day
Tomorrow the battle again
Babes relatives kiss me
After the victory back home ...

And again in May drops petals
And the clouds do not drown in the blue sky
And all of us are flying from the front
Triangular lestki
As memory poultry
My Russia

The old Bible is a letter
An old photo in a frame
Grandmother silently looks out the window
Dry your tears ukratkoy
And triangle holding in his hand
She would remember the cold war
The word love on a shabby piece
All that remains of her husband ...

And again in May drops petals
And the clouds do not drown in the blue sky
And all of us are flying from the front
Triangular lestki
As memory poultry
My Russia
And all of us are flying from the front
Triangular lestki
As memory poultry
My Russia
proygrysh

And again in May drops petals
And the clouds do not drown in the blue sky
And all of us are flying from the front
Triangular lestki
As memory poultry
My Russia
And all of us are flying from the front
Triangular lestki
As memory poultry
My Russia