Текст песни В.Высотский - Он не вернулся из боя

Why are all wrong? Like business as usual:
The same sky blue again,
The same wood, the same air, the same water ...
Just - he did not return from the battlefield.

Now I do not understand who was right of us
In our disputes without sleep and rest.
I do not miss it was only now -
When he did not return from the battlefield.

He said nothing out of place and not in tact 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 empty now - not about that conversation:
Suddenly I said - we were two ...
For me, as if the wind blew the fire,
When he did not return from the battlefield.

Now broke, as if from captivity, spring.
By mistake, I called out to him:
& Quot; Friend, leave a smoke! & Quot; - And in response - silence ...
Yesterday he did not return from battle.

Our dead will not leave us in the lurch,
Our fallen - as time ...
Reflected sky in the woods, both in the water -
And the trees are blue.

And places us in a dug well enough,
We and the time passed - for both ...
All now - one - just seems to me -
This I did not return from the battlefield.