Throw away boredom like the peeling of a melon,
The sky is clear and the dreams are light.
The lad had a horse and his fate
Was interesting - before the war.

Yes, in the war is like in the war,
And before the war is like before the war, -
Everywhere, in the whole universe.
He rode quickly on the horse
At the end of spring, at the end of spring -
The last pre-war one.

But the fog already captivated the dew,
Hail fell on fields and dreams, -
So that the clouds may pull away,
The lad has to be exactly there.

There - in the war is like in the war,
And before the war is like before the war, -
Everywhere, in the whole universe.
He rode quickly on the horse
At the end of spring, at the end of spring -
The last pre-war one.