Dark is the Night
Music by N. Bogoslovskiy, Lyrics V. Agatov Dark is the night, only bullets whine over the the steppe, Only the wind howls in the barbed wire, faintly the stars twinkle. On a dark night I know that you, my love, don't sleep, And at the children's bed you are secretly wiping away your tears. How I love the depth of your affectionate eyes, How I wish I could get close to them with my lips! Dark night divides us, my love, And the dangerous, black steppe lays between us. I trust in you, in my dear girlfriend, This belief protected me from bullets of the dark night..; It is happiness to me, I am calm in the mortal battle, I know that I will meet my love, that nothing will happen to me, Death isn't frightening, more than once we've met it on the steppe... Here and now it is circling over me. You wait for me and by the children's bed aren't sleeping, And therefore I know: nothing will happen to me!
