Вальс победы

[Verse 1] In a peaceful land where spring is in full bloom, The sunny holiday of Victory shines. The brass of wartime orchestras fills the room, And our grandmothers and grandfathers proudly wear their medals, Honoring the days gone by. [Verse 2] By this day, all the gardens have come alive, As if as a gift to the heroes true, From the grateful earth that was saved, we all give, For the battles you fought, through the hardest of times, Through the long and weary war’s hue. [Chorus] A sunbeam plays across the war medals bright, The amber sun of May shines clear and warm. Like the bloom of the cherry trees, your silver hair, Heroes, I hold you in my heart with care. I wish on this great holiday to share My soul to warm you, dearest, everywhere, For giving us all this springtime so fair, For ending the war with honor, beyond compare. Today the whole world salutes with pride, For your sacred Victory, side by side. [Verse 3] May this day, veterans, be bright for you, Just as it used to be, full of light and grace. Frontline soldiers, I invite you to a waltz anew, Your hearts still hold the call that never fades away, To faith, to goodness, and to hope’s embrace. [Verse 4] “Frontline hundred grams” won’t harm the waltz’s beat, The rhythm of victory stays strong and clear. We’ll drink to those we’ll never meet again, Eternal glory to their deeds, we hold them dear, Health to all who remain, year after year. [Chorus] A sunbeam plays across the war medals bright, The amber sun of May shines clear and warm. Like the bloom of the cherry trees, your silver hair, Heroes, I hold you in my heart with care. I wish on this great holiday to share My soul to warm you, dearest, everywhere, For giving