Текст песни ОЛЕГ МИТЯЕВ - Баллада О Медной Монете

We stood in the courtyard of the military registration and enlistment office
Suddenly grown up guys
Not just sons, already sons
It was the very first day of the big war.

And the boy stood alone on the sidelines
I regretted that I had not started more girls
That mother was left far in the village
And there is no one to see off the soldier

But suddenly fate is a sign or mercy
An unfamiliar old woman has appeared
"What is your name, son" - she asked
Then she sighed and screamed

Good, my beautiful, my, curly
And then so that he returns with glory
This is not the way it should be on Russian soil
So that the soldier went to the battle not escorted

And observing the old sign, she pushed a copper coin
So that when he finishes a difficult path
I came back to repay this debt
And repeating something on the run she shouted after the truck

That day in the indistinguishable distance
One coin on my hand
I'll take a look at her, I'll take another look
With her, my father went through the War.