Текст песни Анна Ахматова - прошло пять лет

Five years have passed - and healed the wounds,
Brutally inflicted by the war
My country,
and Russian glades
Again, full of icy silence.

And lighthouses through the darkness of the seaside night
The path showing the sailor is lit.
On their fire, as in friendly eyes,
Sailors look far from the sea.

Where the tank thundered - there is now a peaceful tractor,
Where the fire howled - the garden smells sweet,
And along the once dug path
Light cars fly.

Where are the crippled hands
They called for revenge - the spruce turns green,
And where the heart ached from separation, -
There the mother sings, rocking the cradle.

You became powerful and free again
My country!
But alive forever
In the treasury of people's memory
War incinerated years.

For the peaceful life of young generations,
From the Caspian to the polar ice,
Like monuments of burnt-out villages,
The masses of new cities are rising.