We were four friends


Other! Where are you, lovely, good, look for?
What are you, what you can not send the news?
Well, you can not send news,
On what fronts had to fight you?
Where are you, my friends?
Maybe you are in the south, on the Dniester, on the Bug?
Where are you?

Maybe Damn you to hell?
It took you to Odessa?
We were four friends
No such friends.
Parted in Odessa we
And you, and you are now walking on it.

Other! Here in the Baltic wafted spring.
The wind, the wind sings a song over a wave.
The wind sings a song over a wave.
Are you in Odessa, dear?
Back home, their estuaries,
Among its chestnuts.
Let him live!

I had to fight with the enemy
In the Baltic Sea, brothers.

We were four friends.
But fighting here,
I stayed from Odessa,
And you call Odessa guards.

Oh, jealous me. Oh, tyrdil, tyrdil, gift, yes. 1944