Grenade En

grenada verses (words): m.svetlov musics: v.berkovsky we rode at a walking pace, we rushed in fights, and "yablochko"-song held in our teeth, ah, until our times this song is kept young grass steppe stone. . but my friend carried with himself at his saddle another song about the far side. he sang, looking around native lands: "my grenada, grenada, grenada!" he said this song over and over again by heart... where the boy's spanish sadness from? answer, alersandrovsk, and you, answer, harxkov! when do you sing spanish? i left my house, went at the war, to give ground in grenada to peasants. good-bye, my relatives, good-bye, my friends, "my grenada, grenada, grenada!" we rushed along, with a dream to comprehend more quickly battle grammar, battery language. sunrise climbed and fell down again , and a horse tired to gallop under us. but an squadron played the "yablochko" song by by suffering's bows times' violins. where, friend, your song: "my grenada, grenada, grenada!" wound body has crawled at the ground,

the comrade left his saddle for the first time. i saw: the moon bent under the corpse, and dead lips whispered: "grena..." my friend went away to a far province, to a (trans-cloud) forest and took away the song. since this time the native fields didn't heard "my grenada, grenada, grenada!" the detachment hasn't the loss of the fighter and has sung the "yablochko" song to the end. and after a while a rain's tear crawled on the sky quietly to the velvet of sunset. the life invented new songs. don't worry about the song! friends, don't worry about the song... "my grenada, grenada, grenada!" 1959 -----draft translation from russian to english - "word-by-word rough text" 26th of june, 2006 ----------------------comment: yablochko means "apple" in rusian (yabloko)