Текст песни Песни о Победе - Песня ветеранов Первого Белорусского фронта

Tell our children, tell our grandchildren
About how in forty-fifth we killed the war.
Victory participants themselves are not afraid of victory.
My combat comrade, forget about the gray.

Where did we meet with you? On the first Belarusian!
And so much experienced tragedies and anxiety,
So we were subjected to cruel overloads,
What can make it easier to the stars in the rocket to give a jerk.

More than once in the fame of the front rare Salute Moscow,
The plots were a lot for songs and epic.
[Loveman our common was Marshal Rokossovsky,
And personally, the Marshal of Zhukov led us to Berlin.]

What do we wish young people today?
So that everyone was happy to have each hero.
However, we declare that veterans too
Not yet outdated, still go into operation.