Shtil di nacht
About the Song
The starry night is silent,
And the frost is sharp and crisp;
Do you remember when I taught you
To hold a pistol in your hand.
A girl, a short coat and a beret,
Holding a pistol firmly in her hand,
A girl with a face as soft as velvet
Guards the enemy's caravan.
She aimed, fired and found her mark
With her little pistol,
A truck full of ammunition
She stopped with one shot.
At dawn, creeping out of the woods
With snow garlands clinging to her hair,
She was encouraged with her tiny victory
For our new, free generation.