Синий Платочек [Siniy Platochek] [English translation]

I remember how on a memorable evening

Your kerchief fell from your shoulders,

When you saw me off and promised

To keep the blue kerchief forever.

But even if

Today there's no my beloved, my dear with me

I know that you, with love, around the head

You hide the blue kerchief.

When I receive your letters

I hear your voice so full of life

And between the lines - the blue kerchief

Appears in front of me again.

And often, into the battle

Leads me - the image of yours,

I feel that with loving gaze

You are always with me.

How many cherished kerchiefs

We wear in our greatcoats with us!

Tender words,

Young girls' shoulders

We remember in the struggle of battle.

For them, for the dearest

For whom we love so much.

The soldier fires his machinegun for the blue kerchief,

Which was on the dearest shoulders!

The soldier fires his machinegun for the blue kerchief,

Which was on the dearest shoulders!