Текст песни Евгений Бачурин - Шахматы на балконе

Play chess on the balcony
In pre-war south side
Dark-skinned boy in a brand new sailor
And students at the leather strap.

In the railing, where the leaves of grapes
The mother and the father laughing sad.
Brother arrived - he is a military pilot.
For balcony butterfly soars.

We sit at a table transparent,
And over the summer we go,
On board placed figures -
In the last game of chess.

The world fell silent, not moving time
Metering poplar, heads bowed,
Sinks the sun in the serene sea,
Before the war, four more days ...

Past goes off without a backward glance,
But the voice was from a height:
- Sleep, my boy, go to sleep, my sweet-sweet -
After all, only you survived.