Bahh Tee - 911
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And he is the same as I, like you, hundreds of others
yesterday that ran through the paths on the sorting
Well, today under the supervision of people in caps
Fasting with his mother and his beloved Mashka
"Two years, Masha, this is not the term at all
Two summer, two winters, two spring and two autumn
in six months you give birth, and I returning the debt to the motherland
Return to you, do not cry, time passes
very quickly, - joked that he would return to Marshal
Only write more often, tell about ours "
He recalled the conversation and knocking cars
Having worn his train from his home

Behind your childhood, the service is ahead
Outfits, Upbat, Platz, Building and Weapon
special ... in the frost, he
on puddles in the Polygon Chagall - this is the law
who falls, tangle and either cohesive
You are with the rest, or a dead shaky loner
In hot spots, hardened hearts do not know pity
And you can easily become a victim of ridiculous pranks.
Someone ... Winter passed and closer to the summer
He already serves between Nalchik and Ingushetia
with mom and Masha rare calls, rare communication
Crash smoke, first baptism. combat
it is more important to be alive, well, and then be sobody
And already three are waiting for his houses: Mom and Son with the wife
After a penalty, falling asleep, he
Dreamed of the same thing ...
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Mom, answer, you will be proud of the son
gone young people from home i will come back a man
And stand under the window once I on the 911st
And ... I invite you to ride
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And it was warmly sometimes like on a steelmaker
Fought with militants, on the shores. Forgotten by the gods
fists stone, and not on camera this game, and behind the bar
Hundreds of soldier casak on the graves and more often unnamed ...
Frames ... Dedovsky Hanging belts and automata
and under the guitar songs about the carriage car
that as it brought and brings home back
On the demobel shouting "Uraaaa" three-year
On the heart instead of brothers, that there was not only patchwork
A couple of lives for victory - is it really high?
everything on the rolled-there is nothing, there is nothing to spend
and living in the siege is very difficult not falling into the sediment
when the latter is reduced to the last cartridge
It is difficult to understand the signs of fate allegorically
In the last battle, surrounding the friends of Troy
shot everyone, and he dagger under the breath
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Mom, answer, you will be proud of the son
gone young people from home i will come back a man
And stand under the window once I on the 911st
And ... I invite you to ride
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They say an old friend is better than new two.
But it is better that whom I would like to emit your spirit.
Lying on the battlefield he, with a bayonet under his heart
The body swinging and did not race the legs of the ber,
smiling only pretty, despite the pain he,
What happened to live with a raised head.
And dying worthy with people worthy
To be buried. They were only three
one fate for everyone, three closest
He loved each of them in fraternal - sincerely.
For fire in the soul, and in the eyes of a spark.
His family is their family, the heart is clean.
Let them say that behind the hillside level of life,
But above the one who does not like the depreciation for money.
We chose our way, she will be passed
The obstacles are not terrible on the way serving homeland.
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Mom, answer, you will be proud of the son
gone young people from home i will come back a man
And stand under the window once I on the 911st
And ... I invite you to ride
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