Текст песни Алексей Коротин - Гранитная стела

“Cargo 200”

Words: Vladimir Pronozin
Music: Alexey Korotin

“The pain of loss, I got up in my throat,
  And involuntarily, tears on the cheeks
  After all, behind each inscription on the stella
  Woe, the dads and moms turned gray. ”

Rain washes dust off the granite stella,
Hot summer heat.
Those with names on it and dates,
"Cargo 200" went home.

Those with names on it and dates
Listed mouth forever
Those who did not wait alive
Mothers with a meaningless war.

Flowers have withered on the stove for a long time,
And the spruce-colored garlands faded.
Life, alas, will not replace the dead
Funeral candle dim light.

Too bad the boys are still
Alive not returning home
Whose young, interrupted lives
They became only a sad line.

A mournful line on granite
What will keep their names forever.
And we, the surviving survivors, will remind.
That the war did not pass without a trace.