Текст песни Игорь Растеряев - Ленинградская песня

I stand, stare into the frozen winter darkness
The night lights the Ladoga lighthouse
Though there’s no reason for longing in my soul,
Sometimes flashes of light in the night.
Thoughts stirring up as if delirious
A caravan of cars on spring ice,
Among them is you - exhausted all,
Left again on his blockade flight.

Heading to Leningrad through thin ice
And you can’t back, you can only forward,
You can only go barefoot to God,
If along the way the tracer in the glass.

Explosions here and there, the ice rises on end,
A caravan of cars is gaining momentum
You tear the enemy ring by yourself
Death skinned out the window a skinny face.

A knock in the chest of the metronome
The city is waiting for flour, stupefied by torment,
Maybe at that moment somewhere near the machine
The key was dropped by a children's hand.

A flash behind the glass - Messer hits from the sky,
So the front got up and went under the ice,
The bowlers ring with a hundred bells,
Wormwood to the right up to Zelentsov.

How many of you are those who left
And without knowing who won.
In doubt, the whirlwind simply stinged at the gas -
You saved and saved mine!

Do not break through my snow ravings
We’ve been separated for seven decades,
I just want what you knew in your paradise:
I'm standing here because of you.