Singer: Herman Orlov

You remember: the ruins are Smoking
And someone's ragged scream...
But everyone here was Leningrad -
Child soldiers and the old man.
The siege of the immortal brotherhood,
Svershilsya his debt in full...
Because we're losing
We know what the war means.

You remember, you remember, comrade,
Let the memory of that heavy,
Like a Blizzard through otstot fires
Dead in the streets of chalk.
We were able to fight to the death,
We drank the mountain to the bottom,
After all, we're with you Leningraders,
We know what the war means.