Текст песни Стихотворение Петра Давыдова - Подряд уходят ветераны

We understand that once
Very different dates will come.
There will be no more veterans.
They will not survive.
Neither ordinary nor officers
Neither crippled nor whole
No noble generals,
No former convicts mouth free.

Who will replace them later?
Who will have to call on stage
To surround with your care
When is the anniversary coming?
The contract leaves the veterans.
The wind blows over the wounds
Their orders are forgotten
And the names are burning stronger.

Or maybe it's all logical?
But it’s very painful if personally
You were connected with this and even
I did not understand everything then.
I used to sincerely thought
That dad has a lot to live on

But which Victory Day
We celebrate without it.