Текст песни BIG SMOKE - Суворовец Руцкой

I haven't seen my grandfather
he did not come from the war.
But there was a victory
and the tears of that spring.

And I was born in the spring
but after thirty years.
For this my grandfather fought,
saving white light.

Just a photo for memory,
and an old notebook.
Now my job is
Protect Russia.

The son will write in a notebook
jagged line:
“Sleep, great-grandfather, everything is in order.
Suvorovets Rutskoy "

And let the grave of grandfather
away from home.
The victory was not in vain -
Border is locked tight