Текст песни Людмила Зыкина - Вальс фронтовых подруг

Let's remember, friends,
Military thunderstorms and blizzards
How a bullet of friends took away
And she walked around us, passed.
Let's remember, girls
Our soldiers' years,
Trenches, battles, medical battalions
And the songs that they sang then.

Chorus: Old soldier's waltz -
Memory in the hearts of the living
It’s a pity, there is less and less of us
Faithful front-line friends
It’s a pity, there is less and less of us
Faithful frontline friends.

The medals will tell a lot,
As we flew on airplanes
And the tanks led the attack,
And melee went to battle.
May 9th live
Remember the dead girls
And the songs are frontline friends
They will sound again that evening.

Chorus: Old soldier's waltz -
Memory in the hearts of the living
It’s a pity, there is less and less of us
Faithful front-line friends
It’s a pity, there is less and less of us
Faithful frontline friends.