Текст песни Анатолий Горохов - Довоенный журнал

Who is the pre-war magazine
ever read it?
The most ordinary
pre-war magazine ...

Thirty-two pages there,
illustrations in it color,
but about what will happen -
not half a word in it!
There are crows over the field
do not circle, do not circle.
There the people's commissar of defense
takes a parade,
orders on uniform
and a palm at the temple.
Like a calm sea
the troops are motionless ...

And outside the photo
the wave boils ...
Infantry dies
there is a war.

And buzzing through the air
a child's scream is heard.
Thundering across Europe
marching blitzkrieg.
Over the ash of Warsaw
the wind of death blows
and the head of the outpost,
he's not ... killed yet ...

And from the magazine page
they look smiling,
brave faces
with him the missing guys.
... Not a single funnel
in their native land.

... Not a single funeral
on the board table.