Текст песни Марк Мерман - Военнопленные

Red army is my indestructible
To the horizon - under the escort of the Wehrmacht.
So where are you songs about Voroshilov,
And wives will be replaced by death, faithful forever ...

Draws in the air to you another Levitan
From the speakers about the retreat,
And we are in a landscape that senseless river -
We are an unsuccessful entry.

The war will continue, the loan will borrow
They will write proud, but not unburnt.
And in war, Lord, there is no worse job:
Prisoners of war, prisoners of war!

And at the parade we are an invisible regiment,
Not a white flag above us - it is transparent!
And the bell rings, ask for whom, for whom
Heart to heart, he calls, wasted in vain!