Na Pole Tanki Grohotali (Lyrics)

English Lyrics

The tanks were roaring on the field,
soldiers were going into their last battle.
And young commander,
was carried with punctured head.

The tank was hit by armor piercer,
farewell, fellow squad.
Four corpses in the hull of tank,
fill the morning view.

The machine is hug by flames,
the ammunition is about to explode.
I want to live, guys,
but I don't have the strenght to get out.

They have pulled us out from the wreck,
they took our corpses to hands.
And volleys of turret guns,
will lead us to the last journey.

And telegrams are flying here,
to inform the loved ones.
That your son is not coming back,
and he will not come to stay.

In corner, old mother is crying,
old father brushes away his tears.
And the young girl will never know,
what was the tankist's end.

And the picture will get dusty,
on the shelf with yellowed books.
In uniform with shoulder straps,
and he is no longer her man.