Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Мы Вернёмся

Do not rush to bury us -
We will return to his country.
But who we are now to blame
The fact that we have for the third year in captivity,
The fact that we are here in vain trouble
Away from the native fields?
We need more mothers
What the homeland waiting for the children.

Rush years, and my grandfather is old,
I do not forget, he never forgave.
He does not know where to Peshawar,
And I know where Salaspils.
Here, the desert, and there was a forest,
Between them, fifty years.
Just where are you, the Red Cross?
As it was not, or not.

Do not rush to mourn those
Who is not found in the gorges of the mountains,
Amid the adobe walls of the deaf,
Where in the eyes dazzled by enemies.
Do not rush to bury us -
We will return to his country.
But who we are now to blame
The fact that we have for the third year in captivity?