29.06.2020
Of the heroes of former times
Versions: #1Of the heroes of former times
Often not even names are left.
Those who took up deadly battle,
Became just earth and grass...
Only their formidable valour
Settled in the hearts of the living.
This eternal fire, bequeathed only to us,
We keep in our heart.
Look at my fighters —
The entire world remembers their face.
As the batallion has frozen in formation...
I recognize my old friends again.
Though they weren't yet 25 years old,
They had to go an arduous road,
They are those, who rose up with bayonets as one,
Those who captured Berlin!
There is no such family in Russia,
Where there isn't a hero to remember.
And the eyes of young soldiers
Look from the photographs of the deceased...
That look is like highest judgement
For the kids that are growing up now.
And the boys cannot lie nor deceive,
Nor turn away from the path!