Текст песни Д.Шостакович - Симфония 14 - 5. Начеку. Allegretto

In the trench, he will die before nightfall,
My little soldier, whose tired eyes
Because the shelter watched all the days in a row
Fame that does not want to fly.
Today, he will die before nightfall,
My little soldier, lover and my brother.
And that's why I want to become beautiful.
Let the bright torch burning my chest,
Let darkened my view of snow covered fields.
Let my belt graves will camp entwined.
The incest and death become beautiful
I want to who should be killed.
Sunset cows roaring blaze rose.
And the blue bird fascinated by my opinion.
That is the hour of love and rush hour formidable
That struck Death hour, and there is no turning back.
Today, he will die, die Rose,
My little soldier, lover and my brother.