Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Вы слышите, грохочут сапоги...

Do you hear rumbling boots
and the birds fly off like mad,
and a woman looking out from under the hand?
Do you understand where they look?

Do you hear the drum rumbles?
Soldiers say goodbye to her, say goodbye to her ...
Exit squad in the fog-mist-fog ...
And the past clearer-clearer-clearer.

And where is our courage, a soldier,
When we come back?
Its probably a woman stealing
and, nestling in her bosom lay.

And where are our women, my friend,
when we are entering at your doorstep?
They greeted us and introduced into the house,
but in our house smells theft.

We hand on the past: a lie!
And we look to the future: light!
And the fields zhireet crow,
and on the heels of war rumbles followed.

Again lane - boots,
and the birds fly off like mad,
and a woman looking out from under the hand ...
In our heads round look.