Текст песни Геннадий Вяземский - Фронтовая

My dear, I write and do not know
How much still come to fight
Forces give me, your image is beloved
Yes, for all one great motherland mother.

We got no easy share
Fasciate
For freedom and right
Before Berlin, with the battles of Rota.

Chorus:
You wait for my native
I'll go through death as smoke
We will see, I know
I'll be back to you alive.

I'll be back and there will be a holiday
Millions of bright stars
Salute over Moscow
Takes off the caps to heaven

It is not difficult for us to pass the floor
Swollen on fire
Close up embrasures with your breast
And then climb the attack.

My dear, I write and do not know
How much still come to fight
Forces give me, your image is beloved
Yes on all one great motherland mother