Gray Hair | L. Kharitonov & the Red Army Choir

NOTE: The English lyrics are a poetic version that I created for this song. This is not a direct translation. English lyrics: In the year 41, in the year 41, All the boys left as Soviet soldiers. And they all were in hell, and they all were in hell, 45 was the year they came home. Gray hair, gray hair, Had appeared on their temples for 20 years. Gray hair, gray hair, It’s the dust from the roads and the tiredness It was like a reward For the victories the boys fought and died for. Veterans of the war, veterans of the war All your youth had become such a legend. And the whiteness of hair, and the whiteness of hair, It’s the snow and the metal’s reflection. Gray hair, gray hair, It’s the gauze of the medical units, Gray hair, gray hair, For the silver that’s given to your wounded hands. It’s a burning pain, It’s the ashes of your father’s burnt home. Oh, you restless earth, oh, you restless earth