Текст песни Группа Крылатая пехота - Виктория

My grandfather went to the front in gray night
And he disappeared without a trace in the glow of the war.
Forever daughter was left without a father,
Who named it in honor of the victory.
No wonder even in Peter's century
Victoria called victory,
Its soldiers are on their hands
And women are greeted with tears.

Ref:
Victoria, Victoria, and the fate of my pain,
Forgotten history alive for us with you.
Dark-haired and brown are Russian soldiers
Half a century on the road front.

War always wrong,
For the fallen and living it in the response.
My Russia - a woman, a widow -
We lost all of her children.
Lay the old coin in the dust,
And writing yellowed frontline
The boys that did not come out of the battle,
Girls that saved the honor of Russia.

Silent now our elders -
Past fathers and grandfathers war
The remaining living veterans,
The heroes, forge victory.
When spring comes a new,
And birds are back under the roof,
At the eternal flame war again,
And I can hear her heart breaks ..