Текст песни Б. Александров - Солдатская песня

Wide steppe from fires smokes,
Shipping cherries not in color - ash!
On wings in Russia as a free bird
Soldier song flies over the earth.

And silently the soldier looks in the snowmobile,
Meeting the Spring Dawn tears.
And listening to the song - the soldier's song,
Native good heart hello!

And somewhere thunder, not a verses, hoof,
Trampledly lively, the grass smokes,
The soldier's heart is broken,
Soldier song stayed alive!