A Hilltop With No Name [Russian translation]

A grove was blazing red and yellow

A crimson sunset was alight

We were a group of eighteen fellows

But only three of us survived

How very few good friends we cherished

Lived through the night to see the day

Beside an unfamiliar village

Upon a hilltop with no name

Against the night sky in the distance

A flare was falling like a star

In spite of facing strong resistance

No one would think of losing heart

And anyone who saw that battle

Remembers those who still remain

Beside an unfamiliar village

Upon a hilltop with no name

The hill was under heavy fire

With dazzling blasts and bombing raids

And at that moment we desired

To strengthen friendships we had made

Against the odds, we climbed the hill side

And loyal to our dream remained

Beside an unfamiliar village

Upon a hilltop with no name

I close my eyes and see their faces

Inside our dugout in the pines

As if we're sharing our embraces

Despite the years we left behind

As if we are all back together

And on the battle front again

Beside an unfamiliar village

Upon a hilltop with no name

• Artist:Mikhail Matusovsky