Леонид Сергеев - Это вроде бы пустяк
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Это вроде бы пустяк, нам с Серегой перелезть через дорогу.
А на деле все не так, - к двум наганам на двоих патрона три.
Да еще, конечно, страх, мы ж людьми вначале были, но немного,
А потом - сердца в кулак, лишь пилотки серебрились изнутри.
Да еще, конечно, страх, мы ж людьми вначале были, но немного,
А потом - сердца в кулак, лишь пилотки серебрились изнутри.
Это вроде бы пустяк, нам с Егоркой зацепиться за пригорок.
А на деле все не так, - тот пригорок лишь на карте уцелел.
Взрывом вспахана земля, в ней засеян лишь свинец да черный порох
И десятка два атак между небом и землей смели раздел.
На дыбы встает земля, в ней засеян лишь свинец, да черный порох
И десятка два атак между небом и землей смели раздел.
Это вроде бы пустяк, нам с Федотом уцелеть под пулеметом.
А на деле все не так, - остальные не успели добежать.
Справа - друг, а слева - враг, помирать вперед его нам нет охоты,
И лежим мы в ковылях, поминая тихим словом чью-то мать.
Потому что рядом враг, помирать вперед его нам нет охоты,
И лежим мы в ковылях, поминая тихим словом чью-то мать.
Это вроде бы пустяк, позабыть, глаза закрыть и не увидеть,
Как в холодный вечный мрак справа по три отправляются полки.
Листья красные в лесах,
Травы красные в лугах,
Маки красные в полях,
Обелиски, как штыки...
It seems to be a trifle, we and Sereg and I climb the road.
But in reality everything is not so - there are three to two Nagans for two cartridges.
Yes, of course, fear, we were at first, but a little, but a little
And then - hearts into a fist, only caps were silvering from the inside.
Yes, of course, fear, we were at first, but a little, but a little
And then - hearts into a fist, only caps were silvering from the inside.
It seems to be a trifle, we and Yegorka to catch on the hillock.
But in reality everything is wrong - that hillock only survived on the map.
The earth is plowed with an explosion, only lead and black gunpowder are planted in it
And a dozen two attacks between heaven and earth dared the section.
Earth rises on its hind legs, only lead is planted in it, but black gunpowder
And a dozen two attacks between heaven and earth dared the section.
It seems to be a trifle, I will survive under the machine gun with Fedot.
But in reality, everything is wrong, - the rest did not have time to run.
On the right is a friend, and on the left is an enemy, we have no hunting forward,
And we lie in Kovylya, removing a quiet word of someone's mother.
Because there is an enemy nearby, we will not have a hunt for him,
And we lie in Kovylya, removing a quiet word of someone's mother.
It seems to be a trifle, forget it, close your eyes and not see,
As in a cold eternal darkness on the right, three shelves go to the right.
The leaves are red in the forests,
Red herbs in meadows,
Macs are red in the fields,
Obelisks like bayonets ...
But in reality everything is not so - there are three to two Nagans for two cartridges.
Yes, of course, fear, we were at first, but a little, but a little
And then - hearts into a fist, only caps were silvering from the inside.
Yes, of course, fear, we were at first, but a little, but a little
And then - hearts into a fist, only caps were silvering from the inside.
It seems to be a trifle, we and Yegorka to catch on the hillock.
But in reality everything is wrong - that hillock only survived on the map.
The earth is plowed with an explosion, only lead and black gunpowder are planted in it
And a dozen two attacks between heaven and earth dared the section.
Earth rises on its hind legs, only lead is planted in it, but black gunpowder
And a dozen two attacks between heaven and earth dared the section.
It seems to be a trifle, I will survive under the machine gun with Fedot.
But in reality, everything is wrong, - the rest did not have time to run.
On the right is a friend, and on the left is an enemy, we have no hunting forward,
And we lie in Kovylya, removing a quiet word of someone's mother.
Because there is an enemy nearby, we will not have a hunt for him,
And we lie in Kovylya, removing a quiet word of someone's mother.
It seems to be a trifle, forget it, close your eyes and not see,
As in a cold eternal darkness on the right, three shelves go to the right.
The leaves are red in the forests,
Red herbs in meadows,
Macs are red in the fields,
Obelisks like bayonets ...
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