Fire flickers in wood burning stove
Drops of tar look like somebody cries
The accordion sings song of love,
It’s about your smile and your eyes.
In the fields under Moscow, the grass
Whispered calling your name in my ear
I would like you to hear for once
How my voice sounds and longs for you here..
You are currently far, far away.
Vast of snow is between you and me
It’s not easy to reach you. No way.
Whereas death is as close as can be.
Sing, accordion, in spite of the storm,
Bring me happiness from up above.
In the chilly dugout it’s warm
From my burning perpetual love.
Бьется в тесной печурке огонь,
На поленьях смола, как слеза,
И поет мне в землянке гармонь
Про улыбку твою и глаза.
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