Текст песни В.С. Высоцкий - Он не вернулся из боя

Why are not they? It seems everything is, as always:
The same sky is blue again,
The same timber, the same air, the same water,
Only he did not return from battle.
The same timber, the same air, the same water,
Only he did not return from battle.

He said nothing out of place and out of time sang:
He always talked about something else.
He would not let me sleep, he got up at sunrise,
And yesterday did not return from battle.

What is now empty - not about talk,
Suddenly I said: we were two.
if the wind blew out the fire for me,
When he did not return from battle.

Today broke, as if from a spring-captivity
By mistake, I called out to him:
"Friend, leave a smoke" - But in response to silence ...
Yesterday he had not returned from the battlefield.

Our dead will not leave us in the lurch:
Our dead like sentinels.
Reflecting the sky in a forest in the water,
And the trees are blue.

We place in the dugout and missed completely,
We and time - flowed for both.
All are now one, but it seems to me:
This I did not return from battle