Текст песни В. Ватис, А. Ляпин - По ночам не спится ветеранам

At night I can not sleep veterans
They could be heard through the silence slumber,
Call of pipes and drums rumble -
The roar of battle, the echoes of the war.
And stand in the sight of purple
Turns fire ways
They gave the soldiers' steps,
Labelled the graves of friends.

At night I can not sleep veterans
Day care, everyday bustle,
They are not so worried about the wound pain,
And not so much sharp pain of loss.
A dreamy night sometimes
Memory - only touch her string -
Zagrohochet, flamed battle,
Once again, it brings the past - war.

At night I can not sleep veterans ...
Remembering military friends,
Again, go early spring morning
On the roads of the front field.
And they find it in their signs
Faint traces of trenches and ditches,
It is becoming the most powerful, bright trace
In memory of the soldiers and the soul.