Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - До скорого, брат

(In memory of Mike Naumenko.)

See you soon, brother.
It looks like the fight is over.
Rock and Roll is calling its soldiers home.
Instead of our words
Others will come with words
Ashes of our bonfires
Hid the grass, hid the grass ...

See you soon, brother.
You can't enter the river twice -
Our children already have different eyes.
Not lifted by anyone
Abandoned on a winter day
Our grass flag
With fresh flowers on it.

The war is over.
Who won - it's not up to us to decide:
It was more important for us to sing than to breathe.
The last shell
Hit six years ago.
Why, every day
Is our squad thinning?

See you soon, brother.
It looks like the fight is over.
Rock and Roll is calling its soldiers home.
Instead of our words
Others will come with words
Ashes of our bonfires
Hid the grass ...