Mikhail Isakovsky

Mikhail Isakovsky - V Lesu Prifrontovom lyrics

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S berez, neslyshen, nevesom,
Sletaet zheltyj list.
Starinnyj val's «Osennij son»
Igraet garmonist.
Vzdyhajut, zhalujas', basy,
I, slovno v zabyt'I,
Sidjat I slushajut bojcy —
Tovariwi moi.

Pod jetot val's vesennim dnem
Hodili my na krug;
Pod jetot val's v kraju rodnom
Ljubili my podrug;
Pod jetot val's lovili my
Ochej ljubimyh svet;
Pod jetot val's grustili my,
Kogda podrugi net.

I vot on snova prozvuchal
V lesu prifrontovom,
I kazhdyj slushal I mechtal
O chem-to dorogom;
I kazhdyj dumal o svoej,
Pripomniv tu vesnu.
I kazhdyj znal — doroga k nej
Vedet cherez vojnu.

Pust' svet I radost' prezhnih vstrech
Nam svetjat v trudnyj chas.
A kol' pridetsja v zemlju lech',
Tak jeto zh tol'ko raz.
No pust' I smert' v ogne, v dymu
Bojca ne ustrashit,
I chto polozheno komu —
Pust' kazhdyj sovershit.

Tak chto zh, druz'ja, kol' nash chered,
Da budet stal' krepka!
Pust' nashe serdce ne zamret,
Ne zadrozhit ruka.
Nastal chered, prishla pora, —
Idem, druz'ja, idem.
Za vse, chem zhili my vchera,
Za vse, chto zavtra zhdem.

S berez, neslyshen, nevesom,
Sletaet zheltyj list.
Starinnyj val's «Osennij son»
Igraet garmonist.
Vzdyhajut, zhalujas', basy,
I, slovno v zabyt'I,
Sidjat I slushajut bojcy —
Tovariwi moi.
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