Текст песни Песни военных лет - Платком взмахнула у ворот

I then went on a campaign

In the harsh edges ,

He waved a hand at the gate

My lovely.

The second shooting brave platoon

Now - my family .

Bow - it sends greetings to you ,

My lovely.

That all my dreams come true

In the campaigns and battles ,

From afar, I smile ,

My lovely.

In my small pocket

There 's your card .

So , we are always together,

My lovely.