В землянке
Aleksej Aleksandrovič Surkov / Алексей Александрович Сурков| Versione catalana (limitata alla terza strofa del brano originale)... | |
ZEMLYANKA The fire is flickering in the narrow stove Resin oozes from the log like a tear And the concertina in the bunker Sings to me of your smile and eyes. The bushes whispered to me about you In a snow-white field near Moscow I want you above all to hear How sad my living voice is. You are now very far away Expanses of snow lie between us It is so hard for me to come to you And here there are four steps to death. Sing concertina, in defiance of the snowstorm. Call out to that happiness which has lost its way. I'm warm in the cold bunker, Because of your inextinguishable love. | ZEMLIANKA Ets tan lluny, i és tan gran la dissort, que la neu ha colgat l’últim port. Ja mai més no et veuré, país meu… Sóc aquí ben a prop de la mort. |
