Текст песни Эдуард Хиль - Баллада о ледовой трассе

"The Ballad of the ice road"
Lyricist: Suslov V.
Composer: J. Dubravin

When frost bursting over Ladoga steep,
Sings about a snowstorm snowy expanses,
It is heard in the song of the harsh -
Hoot, hoot polutorok motors.

Purzhit blizzard vultures bombing,
Leaky ice fascist shells
But do not close the enemy blockade
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad,
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad.

Through a hundred deaths lorry then raced,
A hundred times they Unleashes sky
But the word & quot; grain & quot; equal to the word & quot; life & quot ;,
And if life, it means victory.

He believed in the buzz of the city cannonade
That the whole country is living his anxiety.
And because the ice road
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad,
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad.

Otpolyhali in the sky flashes of war,
Where there was fighting - Fields are without boundary.
And the bread is maturing, and he has no price,
And the waves roll Ladoga gray.

Over her years of peace flying,
Centuries will pass, but will listen to the people,
As through a blizzard frost and thunder of guns
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad,
Go with the bread machine in Leningrad.