Текст песни -а молодого командира - в военной форме при погонах и ей он больше не жених

On the field tanks rumbled , the soldiers were in the last fight ,
                
A young commander suffered a broken head .
  
On the tank vdarila pig - Farewell , dear crew !
Four corpses near the tank will complement the morning landscape .
  
Machine flames enveloped the verge of ammunition explode .
And I want to live like guys in and out so no urine .
  
We derive from the wreckage , raise your hands on the frame ,
And volleys tower guns on his last journey takes us .
  
And fly there telegram to notify relatives ,
That your son will not return and will not come to stay .
  
In a corner to cry mother -old woman , whisk tear old father ,
The young do not know what the guy was the end .
  
And it will be gathering dust on a shelf card yellowed books :
In military uniform with epaulets , and he was no longer her fiance .