Текст песни 9 мая 2016 год - Бессмертный полк

Immortal Regiment

Russia recalls the most faithful soldiers
That left forever in an endless battle.
Like once fathers carried us on their shoulders
So we carry portraits of fathers over ourselves.

We will lift them up. Let the soldiers see
What cannot be seen from the front line, -
That there are no burnt Russian huts around,
A - a parade of cities in the homeland.

The most faithful soldiers are embraced by Russia.
And our memory brightens from tears for centuries.
Like once fathers carried us in their arms
So we, clutching to the heart, carry them in our arms.

Chorus:
In one regiment, father and grandfather
And the color of St. George ribbons.
And waving a child’s hand
In the ranks of the immortal regiment.