Текст песни В.Мезенцев - Артиллерия бьёт по своим

Poems of Alexander Mezhirova
            Music by Anatoly Agranovsky

We're standing in a crowd at Kolpino,
Artillery effort on their own.
It is our intelligence, perhaps,
Reference is invalid.

Undershoot. Flight. Undershoot.
According to its artillery hits.
We wonder oath was given,
For him undermined bridges -

Because no one will leave the trenches.
Undershoot. Flight. Undershoot.
[According to its artillery hits.
Undershoot. Flight. Undershoot.]

We lay under a heap Kolpino
And trembling, sooty smoke.
We must still beat on other people,
And it is - on the, on the birthmark.

[According to its artillery hits.
Undershoot. Flight. Undershoot.]
We want to comfort the battalion commanders,
We love great motherland.

According to its artillery pounding -
The forest is not cut, and the chips fly.
[According to its artillery hits.
Flight undershoot ... ...]