There was a time a storm It was a stormy time, Day and night, fathers fought. For freedom were the heroes, The battle saber ran high ... The storm that We were born, boys, In the heated battle as soldiers. As soldiers, like soldiers. The boys were not for glory, In the battle to ask for fathers. /avt.:V battle begged with tears. / They died in the black grasses, Not bowed hearts, like a banner. /avt.:Ston last clenched lips. / The storm that We lived, guys, In the heated battle as soldiers. As soldiers, like soldiers. How lightning otsverkalo, Silence rose flowers. And the sky was lighter After the storm over the fields. The storm that We killed guys In the heated battle as soldiers. As soldiers, like soldiers. 1964