Текст песни юрий истомин
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
За тех, кто там, за белой-белой вьюгой,
Своей души и веры не предаст.
За тех, кто там, где рядом нету друга,
Сейчас не спит и думает о нас.
Когда к друзьям беда приходит, наше дело
Отдать долги за них, проблемы дорешить.
Помочь сынишке без отца стать мудрым, смелым,
И дочку вовремя где надо защитить.
Помочь без всякой просьбы матери-старушке,
Помочь за сына большим, чем помог бы он.
А за столом под край разлить бокалы, кружки,
И тост, прямой и светлый, всем сказать о нём.
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I can't forget that voice on the telephone
When Sergey's mother, confused, in tears,
Told me that in the morning there were four in uniform
He was beaten and taken away, in front of her eyes.
The fourth year away from mother Seryoga,
For the fourth year we have been sending programs to him.
And to make it easier for him there a little,
Whatever table, we will always pour for it.
For those who are there, behind the white and white blizzard,
He will not betray his soul and faith.
For those who are there where there is no friend,
Now he is not sleeping and thinking about us.
When trouble comes to friends, our business
Pay debts for them, solve the problems.
Help a son without a father to become wise, brave,
And my daughter should be protected in time.
To help the old mother without any request,
Help for my son more than he could.
And at the table under the edge pour glasses, mugs,
And a toast, straight and light, to tell everyone about it.
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