near the garden


Near-backyard garden
Neither lumen or passage
By nettles evil,
By nettles evil,
But to the coveted window
I beat a path-track
A young guy,
a young guy
I beat a path-track.

Why dark front room,
Why sits languishing
Lyuba in the window,
Lyuba in the window?
That's really the third year passes,
On a track no one goes -
Cute in the war,
Cute in the war,
On a track no one goes ...

... soldiers fought for three years,
He returned from a hike
In the green garden,
In the green garden.
To the familiar window
Nettles stozhka -
Not ozhgis, soldiers,
Not ozhgis, soldiers,
Nettles stozhka.

Oh, soldier osterogsya,
All nettles ozhogsya -
Painfully dense,
Painfully thick.
He laughs - not depressed,
Firmly Lyubushka kisses
The scarlet lips,
The scarlet lips
Firmly Lyubushka kisses! 1945