Текст песни Строри и Скив - Мы выходили в поле на рассвете

We went out into the field at sunrise,
There was a fog and we were not wanted.
We fell into the grass, and every third
In the grass has not ever got

I was the second, not the first to be tried,
And I am one of the three remained alive.
A first died as heroes
There [...] directly behind the grass.

And what do I do, how to live in the world?
After all, I am not the first, fortunately, and not the third.
I drank with them, and we were on "you"
And here is one, and behind - the crosses.

And those in the trenches all died as heroes,
It's easy as that for grass.
And I for some reason, looked back:
There crows ate a dead eye.

Since then, the path curves and rear emptiness,
Since then, the path curves and rear emptiness,
The heat, the sand and not get cross.
I live for those who have not passed their ways
Who killed the enemy and became the father of children.

Live well for those who are now asleep,
After all, they did, they in zinc, then in granite.
Live those who died of his wounds,
Who has not driven in the dew in the mist ...