Э-В. Кинэвард - Сказ о солдатах
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Explosions thundered at dawn
And the captain sat in the dugout
He composed melodies on his guitar
Remembering Afghanistan
He had endured so much fear and pain
Looking death in the eye—he died
He had shed so much blood for his people
And now he waited for justice
The forces of evil cannot be understood or measured
He cursed war like a plague
And tried desperately to believe
In a just outcome and finale
A ray of sun descended on the fir trees
Dawn broke through the fog
And his comrades watched silently
As the captain touched the strings
The guitar seemed to weep
Presenting the death of the brave
It knew without a doubt
What awaited these proud fighters
The strings rang loudly and long
Forcing the soldiers to dream
Of how they had flown home
Where their father and mother awaited them
And the soldiers with their guitars wept
Remembering family and hearth
And they wiped away their tears
Unfeeling the enemy's step
The enemy approached the dugout He approached
Preparing to interrupt the voices
Like a cruel predator, he crept
Narrowing his steely eyes
At that moment, the guitar broke
The captain stopped playing
A premonition crept into his soul
The string foretold disaster
And the soldiers grabbed the cartridges
Breaking the beastly grin
And the shoulder straps were washed in blood
And the enemy fell to the ground

We remember
We remember
I remember them all
I remember
I remember them all
So let us remember
Let us remember everyone
Let us remember everyone who fell

Many years have passed since that battle
Comrades-in-arms gathered again
To remember their fate at the feast
And how their father and mother greeted them
How they fought in the deadly fire
How they cut down the lawlessness at its roots
The general played the guitar
Remembering the battles and the war