Текст песни Александр Вертинский - Иная песня

Soon the day will begin,
And the end of the night,
And the soul returns
By the shores of lovely

Bird was tired
Singing in a Strange Land
And came back and suddenly recognized
Their homeland.

I sang a lot of songs,
Tales and ballads,
Not only was hilarious
Their sad mood.

But not in the world
Songs of the louder,
That now I sing pretty
Their homeland.

A time will come
Mother and order
Stick his foot in the stirrup
Or take a rifle,

I do not yearn,
Tears shed,
I am very, very different
Zapoyu song.

And my rifle
Or a machine gun,
Believe me, as dexterously
Sing the song.

Before this song
The enemy will not stand.
Everyone has long known,
As it sounds.

And for all errors
I burst into tears with her -
Give his life with a smile
Their homeland.

A. Vertinsky 1943