Текст песни Владимир Трошин - Сестрица

Sister
Music: Modest Tabachnikov Words: V.Pukhnachev

In a soldier's simple serve
With a tarp bag with a cross
It seemed that you were a gentle coat of fragile -
You were a heroic fighter.

Where did the power come from
Your courage without end,
When on the hands of the fire endured
In bloody dressings fighter?

Do not believe that life will come back,
At the death line on the edge
Soldier only the word "sister, sister"
Whispered as His hope.

Obeliski soldiers are standing
On each military verst.
In Moscow would, in Moscow, would erect guys
One - Medical Sitting ...

1970.