mr.dream - Жизнь солдата
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Real soldier in battle only a pawn
Someone brother, husband, for my mother-raff
There is an order of the commander without restrictions
Remembered sweat of combat exercises
Son in the yard plays the ball
Does not hear the piercing mother crying
Sergeant's braid on his father's shoulder
And the order of the hero for the burns of the face
But you do not understand the years they have lived
After all, the past is not undergoing, but those hardships
They tell us about their hard life
Not in vain, and that we would be born
And time flows and the heart of veterans beats
Their faces were named, but still in the soul
The sun shines as if in an open window.
They tell us about their hard life
It’s not in vain that we have been born.