For good friends


In the festive halls, whether in a quiet room
You would catch an hour of gladness -
At the table you remember comrades,
And they will not forget about you.
You will recall the years of war,
Is it possible to forget about the past?
These years - intimate friends,
Best place them at the table.

Chorus:
For good friends,
Of real friends,
Those with whom they are friends,
We drained the cup
And once again pour.
For our fellowship
We fill the bowl
And sing a song.

We are today in the silence and tranquility
They gathered in a small circle of friends.
And we sing for pleasure,
And no family in the world amicably.
In our circle of friends all equal:
And miners, and soldiers, and the poet.
Reserve a seat, other nice,
Only enemies no place here.

Chorus.

Let all serious smile
A song to sing silent is not a sin.
This evening it really should be -
To have fun enough for everyone.
In the festive halls, whether in a quiet room
You would catch gladness hour
At the table you remember comrades,
And they will not forget about you.

Chorus.