Текст песни Александр Галич - Прощание славянки

Again, boundless expanse before me,
Vast prairie and sky blue.
Do not be sad are you, my darling,
And his dark brows not frowning!

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Go for a platoon platoon
military calls Tube!
I came from GHQ
The order for delivery -
And then it's time to march!

In the smoky morning, in the early twilight,
Under the laughter and under the gun bang
Care we fight and in exile
With this march on the dusty lips.

Chorus.

Do not be sad Well for us, our lovely,
There, far away, in one's own edge!
We are all the same - home, peace,
Though we walk in the soldiers' ranks.

Chorus.

Will dawns replaced sunsets,
Will the sun to roll to the zenith -
Dying to us, the soldiers, the soldiers,
Resurrected us - clad in granite.

Chorus.