Текст песни Муслим Магомаев - Отец и сын

Sometimes songs are not sung
neither in reality nor in a dream.
Father wanted to return from the war,
yes lingered
at war.
Twenty years and more have passed ...
 
Tired of feeling sad
once a son came to Poland -
native father
            to visit.
He found him.
What next -
he bowed his head.
Already he was
           a little older
father’s
killed in battle.
 
And on the grave
            on the grave
lay white flowers.
They were alike now
on hospital bandages.
And flags splashed heavily.
It was raining
         steep and hinged.
And the Poles approached his son.
And they were silent with him.
Then one said:
- Sorry…
A soldier
       remembers the globe of the earth.
But you must want
so that he lies
             in my native land ?! -
The wet wind rustled through the leaves.
Drops shook on the glass.
And the son answered in an undertone:
- Father and so in his native land ...
 
1981