Текст песни Николай Копылов - Увела солдат война

Fields are pitted
Orphaned look at the sky
For many years in a row
The house was not the owner .
And somewhere waiting for his spring
bird talk
Yes, the war led him ,
For forest behind the mountains.

Why did you do , war,
Field of rye field of battle ?
Earth fire burned
Every scrap of wounded
Land plowed for days
Yes tanks shells
And only wormwood rose on it
With swans near ..

Smelled gunpowder land
She had forgotten the smell of bread
And she would warm rain
And the blue sky
Yes to the far side
Under its sunsets
Returned home from the war would
Russian soldiers ..