Текст песни Андрей Миронов - Придут Другие Времена

Ah, temporary failures
Happen anyway.
From them sometimes we almost cry
But what can you do, - War!

But temporary bad luck
We will not spoil the customer.
No wonder there is an expression
"Other times will come."

Someday we are this time
We will glorify the song and in the poem
And come out to celebrate with everyone
When the war ended.

But then I remember, right,
As in the soul there was badly,
As we whispered in the 41st:
"Other times will come!"

(do not sound in the song)
Long ago from the house let's not,
Our postman wanders somewhere.
And not a response, nor lead ...
Well, what can you do - War ...
But I know: the letter will be found
And in it, as an echo, will respond:
"My dear, everything will cost
There will be different times! "