Текст песни Нона Мордюкова - Ах, печаль, ты моя печаль

How many years there has been no war
Bombs are out of fashion these days, like ...
But sons are leaving us -
They go to war without war.

Neither my fault nor your fault
This is not present, my dear, no,
But in the arms of Satan
We live in spite of the dawn.

Oh you, my God, you my God,
The sun goes down early in the morning ...
My son won't come home
Only grief will return to the country.

Oh sorrow, you are my sorrow
Tell me, for what sins
We never feel sorry for ours
We are not sorry for the sons of Russia.

The light of hope has already gone out
Our destinies are penal companies ...
It's a hundred times harder for us without you,
We are orphans without children.

You are nobody's there, far away, nobody's,
Judges our foreign veche ...
And in a dream, all streams, streams,
According to signs - to the desired meeting ...