КАСПЕР - ANTONOV
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"This is for posterity..."

So low, almost touching the treetops
Leaving the cordons behind
The landing party departed Mozyr
"You can't be cowardly, Sergeant"

The "three sisters" are in grief, and the grandchildren
Wash their hands in blood
But this is not the time for pens
A stripe underfoot, Antonov

Someone's children in the Maldives
Someone's children in Bali
Here's a different topic
Artillery started working in the distance

Thoughts of you
That burn like "Mriya"
Drowning in the past
Fear gives way to euphoria

You know, we're different
We're always loyal to orders
You know, we're different
Having given our lives to the special forces

And everyone who's in the business
Have two ammo packs
Nerves on edge
So the AK started firing

So low, almost Clinging to the treetops
Leaving the cordons behind
The landing force departed from Mozyr
"You can't be cowardly, Sergeant"

The "three sisters" are in mourning, and their grandchildren
Wash their hands in blood
But this is no time for corrals
Underfoot, there's a strip, Antonov

We are not foxes, not deserts
But Rommel would be jealous
In February '22
A Russian boy took Gostomel

So low, almost clinging to the treetops
Leaving the cordons behind
The landing force took off from Mozyr
And the boy is no longer a sergeant

The "three sisters" are in mourning, and their grandchildren
Still haven't washed their hands
But this is no time for corrals
Underfoot, there's an airport... Antonov