Текст песни Юта - Не вернувшихся солдат

You left without saying goodbye
Do not partings
What are we going to sadness
When the raging flames?
And the sun burning tight back
And the sky was very blue
From this valor and strength

You, the soul, fly, fly, fly
The guy in the war, friends, enemies
I visited, but left - Mom, how come?
Bute rain on roofs
That chattering boys heart
Not returning soldiers
Not returning soldiers

Now you, soldier fly
All field but fog
You lived your life by one-third

Oh, God, how little
This wind who weeds
You were fearless and stubborn
Thud and a whisper: Mom

You, the soul, fly, fly, fly
The guy in the war, friends, enemies
I visited, but left - Mom, how come?
Bute rain on roofs
That chattering boys heart
Not returning soldiers
Not returning soldiers