Текст песни Виктор Петлюра - Призывный год

The draft year will begin in late autumn
an order will come and mine will come,
And my mother will quietly put my pointed-toed shoes in a corner.
And my mother will quietly put my pointed-toed shoes in a corner.

Don't be late to the station today, hurry up to the last date
And kiss me the hardest, please, give me your photo as a keepsake.
And kiss me the hardest, please, give me your photo as a keepsake.

And the girls say, our companions, two years will pass, this is nonsense,
Two years later and the boys come back
but boys don't always come.
Two years later and the boys come back
but boys don't always come.

But I will pass any tests and I will sacredly save your photo,
Only in letters that fly through the distance
you write to me: "I love you and wait."
Only in letters that fly through the distance
you write to me: "I love you and wait."

The draft year will begin in late autumn
an order will come and mine will come,
And my mother will quietly put my pointed-toed shoes in a corner.
And my mother will quietly put my pointed-toed shoes in a corner.