Текст песни Валентина Панина - Наперекор тюрьме и горю

Contrary to prison and grief,
Loss, death, gray hair
By night the North Sea
I still go back to sleep.

Get up and move fog
In the dawn of the Golden Dawn
There, under the old chestnuts,
Where is the love you said ...

Where life surrendering himself at the mercy ,
On the Way of the Cross , I stepped
And where ever broke in
Sad fate is mine!

/ Anna V. Timireva 1938