Rains restless
Potargały orchard,
And we in this war,
Quite a few years.

Return home,
The furnace napalimy
Feed the dog.
Before night we will be ready,
Just win,
And that's an important game.

In the sky, clouds,
The villages full of lilac,
Where is this world, far,
Full of good dreams?

We will return true
My Four Tank;
Rudy and our dog.
My Four Tank
We will return true,
After the spring without.