In the woods near the front - WW2 Woods Battles - Partisans photo WW2

In the woods near the front - WW2 Woods Battles - V lesu prifrontovom - partisans WW2 song With birch, inaudible, weightless, Fly yellow leaf. Old Waltz "Autumn Dream" He is playing the accordion. Sighed, complaining, bass, And, as if in a trance, Sit and listen to the soldiers - My comrades. Under this waltz spring day We went in a circle; Under this waltz in the land of their own We loved her friends; Under this waltz we caught Points favorite light; Under this waltz we grieved, When the girlfriend is not. And he again sounded In the woods near the front, And everyone listened and dreamed About something expensive; And each thought of his, Remembering that spring. And everyone knew - the road to it Conducted through the war. May the light and joy of previous meetings We shine in this difficult hour. And if the ground will have to go, So there is only one time. But even death in the fire, the smoke Fighter will not fear, And put someone - Let each make. So what, my friends, since it's our turn, So be strong steel! Let our hearts not freeze, Do not tremble hand. The turn, the time has come - Come on, friends, let's go. For all that we lived yesterday, For all that wait for tomorrow. With birch, inaudible, weightless, Fly yellow leaf. Old Waltz "Autumn Dream" He is playing the accordion. Sighed, complaining, bass, And, as if in a trance, Sit and listen to the soldiers - My comrades.