АЛЕКСАНДР МАРШАЛ - Третий тост
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The third day for people
The sky seemed to be offended for something
The third day is pouring and pouring
And around - impassable dirt,
The third day is not a war -
Only we still dreamed of it,
The third day, as missing special forces
Does not get in touch

Somewhere,
Behind lead clouds -
The sky is bottomless
The sun shines, light
And very far from the war:
And in the mountains, an alarming nights of sleepless nights:
Maybe they are waiting for help - and still alive - boys ...

The screws spun
Water dust is goodbye to goodbye,
The car soared steeply into darkness,
Leaving no trace
And our pain took off with the vertushka,
And despair settled in the hearts,
Somewhere next to the word "trouble"

He knows the crying rain
And the unkind sky is prickly,
How we waited then
Fleaned to search for guys,
But here is thirty minutes
How fuel ended in tanks -
And it is clear that they are more
Do not go back

We will live for three
Do not forget about them,
Silently drink to full height
The third toast ...

We are going over treacherously
Evergreen slopes
Where is behind every bush
The toothless death lurked,
Above the earth impregnated by grief,
Above gangster caches,
Although we know that it's too late
And that we don't have time ...

Torn the clouds of clouds
Reliable strong blades,
Echo fled with loud rolling
On the rocks forward
And disappeared at the bottom
Black, dead, frantic abyss,
Where on wet dull stones
The helicopter burned out

We circled in the hope
That still a miracle happens,
And that one of them
Still alive, and waves our hand:
But not the way we would like
Everything turns out in life
At least fate is cruel -
We don't need another

This is how we have this time
The story happened
Among the rocky, dumb, impregnable,
Foiled rocks:
Someone will say: "War is war" -
Well, of course, I do not argue:
Only let it be empty,
Who untied it