The twenty-second of June at exactly four o'clock


Twenty-second day of June,
At exactly four hours
Kiev was bombed, we were told,
That the outbreak of war.

It ended with a peace time,
We say goodbye to go,
I'm leaving, I promise to be
Loyal to you forever.

And you see,
Sense of my not joke,
Come, my friend, to train other
Other on the front of the wire.

Tremble composition tier,
Train rush boom,
I'm out of the car - you give me a platform
Sad pomashesh hand.

Years will pass,
And again, I will meet you,
You will smile,
To the heart prizhmesh,
I kiss tebya.1941