Young lads, are watching from the photo,
Their eyes still keep the sacred friendship, the same as earlier
Everyone could be happy,
Everyone could be loved,
But they've become young boys forever
It's just a war, it's just a parting,
It's just a misfortune, yes, yes, which came to the world,
It's just a destiny, a bad fate and a torment,
It's just a war, which found a boy,
It's just a war...
He gave to his Homeland, everything he had known until his eighteen,
A kiss with a beloved one and his own mother,
At night he left on a mission, didn't manage to do everything in his life,
Didn't build a house, didn't raise a son.
It's just a war, it's just a parting,
It's just a misfortune, yes, yes, which came to the world,
It's just a destiny, a bad fate and a torment,
It's just a war, which found a boy,
It's just a war...
Before the battle he wrote a postcard to his fiancee,
Twenty words, that he loves and sends greetings:
"Listen, tell my mom, that I won't be afraid,
I've never cowered, nor betrayed my friends".
These lines were tattered, by a bullet of a girl-sniper,
Who was lurking in the opposite green bushes,
And there was one stupid bullet less in the rifle,
And there was one more Russian son to keep in our hearts.
Young lads, are watching from the photo,
And living boys stands in a new unit,
We won't forget our beloved ones, we won't forget their faces,
We won't forget their glances, we will remember the soldiers.
It's just a destiny, a bad fate and a torment,
It's just a war, which found a boy,
It's just a war...