Текст песни В Точку - Герой

Holding my heart in anticipation of battle
Glorious Russian spirit plus willpower
Scarlet blood sprinkle soldier's tunic
Here, for the ages left their mark on the winner

On the leaves yellow powder settles
To give his heaven for those who are dear
Hide the tears of the mother not to understand anything
And the grown-up son learns that his father was a soldier

Frozen eye in the photo with black ribbon
Posthumous title last words in an envelope
Whose life is unfinished with the head
And the inscription on the granite here rests hero

After becoming a man he has chosen the path of his father
For the native land from the beginning to the end
In this bright day of tears she will not hide
At the threshold of the living son returning hero

The road price sweet victory
Lowered under a leaden sky flag
Great story will keep a century
Tears of sorrow and happiness on her cheeks

The road price sweet victory
Loud and quiet in the open air
Three cheers creating multiple story
Retain the century that has been done on the conscience

Year after year aged boy
The mother buried without knowing his father
In an old cabinet weighs in rewards jacket
Not in words, he knows what the winner

Who is the hero asks the grandson of his grandfather
She would remember the smell of gunpowder under the leaden sky
He tells the story of not concealing sin
Tears of sorrow and happiness on his cheeks

And in a small apartment sing the guitar
For young heroes and veterans
Shut up a minute and look at the sky
As the road price of sweet victory

Hurtling time is precious angrily
Nobody is forgotten, nothing is forgotten
As bullets flock of birds pass over uplyvut
Thank you to those who gave the soul of the homeland