Текст песни Никита - На улице полночь

You write me a letter

At midnight on the street. Candle burns.
High stars are visible.
You write a letter to me, my dear,
The address of the flaming war.

How long do you write it, dear,
After graduating and accept again.
But I am sure the front edge
It will break this love!

For a long time we are out of the house. The lights of our rooms
During the war, the smoke can not be seen.
But the one who is loved,
But those who remember
Like home - and in the smoke of war!

Warmer at the front of affectionate letters.
By reading each line,
A favorite see
And Motherland hears,
As the voice of the thin wall ...

We'll be back soon. I know. I believe.
And a time will come:
Remain sadness and separation at the door,
A house will only joy.

And - a night with you,
By pressing the shoulder shoulder
We will sit down and writing a chronicle of the fight,
As chronicled feeling, re-read ...