Mama! To you I write these lines,
You send FILIAL hi,
You remember, a native,
This good - words even there!
Read the letter to you, and see the boy,
A little lazy and never on time
Running in the morning with a portfolio under his arm,
Whistling carelessly, on the first lesson.
Were you sad if I physicist used
Severe deuce diary "decorated",
Proud, when I'm under the vaults of the hall
The poems of their eagerly guys read.
We were careless, stupid were,
We all that he had, not very appreciated,
And realized maybe only here, in the war:
The friends, books, Moscow disputes -
All - tale, all in a haze, like the snowy mountains...
Let it be so, return - rate twice!
Now respite. Agreed at the edge,
Frozen guns, like a herd of elephants
And somewhere in peace in the thick forests,
As a child, I heard the voice of the cuckoo...
For life, for you, for the native land
I am going to meet lead the wind.
And let's between us now kilometers -
You are here, you are with me, my dear
In a cold night, under the unfriendly skies
Bending over, I quiet song you sing
And with me to distant victories
Soldier dear invisibly go.
And whatever in the way of me war nor threatened,
You know, I will not give up, as long as you breathe!
I know that thou has blessed me,
And in the morning, without flinching, I'm in a fight going!