Текст песни Александр Серов. - Путь солдата.

Blind wars whirl
A stray bullet at random
And where death will come out -
Soldier can't guess.
Those years have sunk into darkness
The soldier won back his
Showers washed away that ash
And the wind scattered the ashes ...
Soldier from city to village
I walked on the scorched earth,
Showers washed away that ash
And the wind scattered the ash.

But the soldier's friend won't come
Birch foliage rustles above him
He lives in the heart of his mother
His widow grieves for him.
And life is a road without end
Night after night and day after day ...
The one who grew up without a father -
The soldier's grandson calls him father.
Remind us of him
Familiar facial features
The one who grew up without a father -
They have been called father for a long time.

Today he goes forward
And even if the road is not easy
No one will reproach him
That the memory is too short.
And how can we forget
When at any cost death
Fathers bequeathed us to live
In the name of our sons!
No, the thirst to live - not to quench,
And this is the meaning of our days!
Fathers bequeathed us to live
In the name of our sons! ..