Текст песни Дмитрий Яворский - 22.08.1939

Ten days before the autumn, ten to war,
Ten days as ten thousand years.
For someone, the story will be these days,
For someone - newspapers.

Ten days to say everything to find everything.
Ten times forgive and forgive.
Life to live in ten days that the field go,
Not noticing the way

By those who dreamed of, past the former works,
To get to the story in the sight
And not find yourself in namelists,
We have calmed in the sea.

Ten days before the autumn, ten to war,
Ten days as ten thousand years.
Ten days before bitterness, fear and guilt,
And prayers for reading newspapers

Ten days of open eyes and woven hands.
Echo of children's cries in the yard.
Make everything stored, on a feast circle
And leave home at the dawn

By those who dreamed of, past the former works,
To get to the story in the sight
And not find yourself in namelists,
We have calmed in the sea.