Текст песни Песни о войне - Офицерские жёны

You live between the explosions and gunfire,
I live between a dream and a letter.
And we have a meeting with you to suffer,
To leave again afterwards.

It gives us time job.
After all, we are both in the service to you.
You're wearing the rank of officer,
I serve as an officer's wife

The officers' wives were not given the oath,
And orders - on cars - it's just fate.
The officers' wives, sit down on the track,
And the tears fall on the shoulder straps, like a star.

Dresses white black dresses
There may be only for a moment.
And then a soldier's mother
Will officers wives understand.

I agree on the lives of the garrison,
If only to be near you.

The officers' wives were not given the oath,
And orders - on cars - it's just fate.
The officers' wives, sit down on the track,
And the tears fall on the shoulder straps, like a star.