Валерий Тихонов - Бойцам С.В.О.
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Dedicated to the fighters of the SVO
The phone rang suddenly one evening
My heart sank, my soul froze
The fingers of women's hands trembled slightly
And tears closed my eyes
Your son died yesterday in an unequal battle
A voice sounded quietly, from the military registration and enlistment office
Fighting heroically, for his Russia
Covering, with himself, the battalion commander
We pray to God for all of you guys
When you go to mortal combat
Calm the hearts of your mothers, soldiers
Return home alive, my dear ones
He was left alone in front of a company of enemies -
And when the magazine of the machine gun was empty
He took out of his pocket and tore out without a word
With his teeth the pin of the last grenade
For our Russian, heroes - fighters
Who did not return to the unit, after the battle
Receive lead fragments as a reward
He whispered on his knees standing
Time will carry the SVO away forever -
On the slabs granite memory will remain
Names engraved in gold
No one will ever make them forget
Take care of your loved ones, relatives, and friends
Everyone has only one life
Don't feel sorry for the battalion commander, pour vodka into the mugs
Drink to the bottom with the soldiers for victory