Олег Шепрут - Краповый берет
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You lived with us in one yard,
Until then, while
You did not fall out to serve
In the internal troops.
In spring, I brought you
The agenda is the postman,
And here is the composition, to the knock of wheels,
Lucky you to Omson.
You don’t know what awaits you -
Display team;
You drink and flow in the compartment
Table conversation.
But, here is a check on the nose;
Six months behind -
Already storm the "strip",
Investing in the norm,
You know how to free
Hostages of any
And win in melee
Their opponents ...
You at the "Dembli" in a year,
But you have already decided
What, if now is lucky,
And he will get the strength -
Test yourself for strength,
In life, not in the cinema;
"Caps" you must become
There is no other.
You overcame the march-string,
In the mud, in the sand, in the water,
But not himself - AK felt sorry for
Under the whistle of the queues.
The bloody sparring survived;
There was no sweet light,
But you rightfully deserve
His "slats beret".
And at the twelve hour
“Special Forces” is raised “in a gun”;
CAP built you on the parade ground,
And read the order.
In cars, the company rushes forward -
Course to the airfield;
The plane takes off at night
Slightly swinging the wing.
At a “hot point” they are waiting for “special forces”;
Hope for him.
And it has been so more than once
Recently in the NKAO.
Now the other has been laid:
On the maps - Ferghana;
For a long time, the union is tearing to pieces
Civil War.
National enmity,
Gives birth to a lot of troubles
But he always helps us out
Your "slats beret."
Sleep calmly, my country;
Kohl pierced the formidable hour
The mission is given to us from above -
There is a special forces forward.
Years rushed, old man,
But how many years
Until the war ended -
It will not fade.
© Oleg Sheiprut, March 4, 1990 - March 27, 2016