Текст песни Новые Песни о ВОВ - Настасья

As Nastasya saw off Peter to the war:
She did not sob, moan or cry.
She braided a tight braid with her eyes downcast.
And she prayed under the icon, pale from her face

The battles were worse than death in their native land.
Something does not come for a long time about Peter.
And under the old river Nastya until dawn
Asks the Most Holy Virgin: "Save your husband!"

The nights are endless, the days are longer.
The funeral knocked on the windows of the villages.
And an envelope with a letter to the official Nastya was also waiting:
"We inform you. Your husband, Peter, is missing."

The heart of the young wife burst into tears.
And salty tears, oh, eyes are full
Nastya looks at the icons, not hiding her pain.
Either praying for health, or for peace?

More than half a century has passed since that war.
But everything is waiting for Peter Nastasya from summer to winter.
Do not call her a widow: let in old age
The light from the lamp warms her memory.