Netslov - плачу
текст песни

With a rough, like a slope skin with a poster
I will tell you about how soldiers went into the distance
How a stranger sky over them spread wings
The horizon absorbed them with dust
How dumb prayer flew off the lips of dry words
And the wind carried them over the battlefield
Perhaps they were dying early
Or maybe they were just born late

Souls of recently fallen cry
On an empty battlefield
In its quiet sorrow
I walk alone around the field

Smooth as a dolphin's belly of a newspaper
Death licked them, leaving no signs
Only columns of numbers and other useless data
Small print at the end of the film
As a rough, like the back of a rhino, the language of the verse
I compose this sad song
Perhaps they were dying early
Or maybe they were just born late

Clouds swirl gloomily
In the twilight fog,
Light snowflakes dance
The wind brought from the east.

Another soldier left the war
Running through a small hole in the side
Another soldier will not obey the order
Inhaled by randomly unknown gas
Another soldier will not return to his beloved
Changing it with a fragment of infantry mine
Another soldier left the system
Run away with a stream along the autumn pavement