Текст песни Анатолий Пшеничный - Ветеран

Shore left, shore right
Border wave
They say - there was a power,
They say - there was a country.
Just that shore -
All debris yes fog ...
And pulls the "Telek"
From the rosette veteran.

Nothing they are forgotten
It lives in it - while live -
That deadly offense
In 41st - knife,
Would he manage it,
What will be traces -
From insult to victory,
From victory to trouble!

He, of course, is not homeless
He, of course, drinks and eats
He is international envelope
Throw a friend to the city of Brest,
To the obelisk is guilty
It is suitable for smoke:
You're lucky you guys
Do not live to this!

In the rain and red flag,
How sometime under fire
As once at the Reichstag
He stands in front of the Kremlin!
... Hey, ruler, having learned
Loan - Your grandparents are worth
From insult to victory,
From victory - to trouble!