Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Спокойно, дружище

Easy, friend, easy!
We still have everything ahead.
Let the bell tower spire night
Trouble picking his chest.
Do not confuse the end and death,
Sunrises, as before, the trumpet.
Thy sorrow - not the cause,
And the only step for you.

These istёrtym steps,
In grief, separation, tears,
Come on, buried impatience
The winds washed the eyes.
Visions seen night
In the porch of the northern mountains,
Shakes us stars Forest
On black glazishchami lakes.

Creak underfoot steps:
They say he lived - all round.
Creak underfoot stage
And the years are hanging behind.
And the smoke you're restless,
And beneath his feet lies a shadow,
And chilly camp bed,
And the black bird circling.

Easy, man, easy!
And we drink, sing and have fun,
Even in the coming war
You have to survive.
Already dawn awoke,
What you will return to life,
Already made the bullet,
What whistling past you.

1962