It's haze, hard haze...

It's haze, hard haze,
As a veil as a shroud...
And there, in two steps,
It is war behind the haze.
And the battles go on,
But we can't take part in them,
We're absolutly chained by haze to earth now -
We are the air workers of the war.

It's haze, hard haze
On past events, on life.
And so far, in distant land
There is our house fine.
And in front dugout hut
We are dreaming of the child,
That we were in past, but now we to adults grown -
We are the air workers of the war.

It's haze, grey haze...
It will come and again.

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song, music by A. Kolker, lyrics by K. Ryzhov, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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