Текст песни Александр Коренюгин - Под сапогами мнётся грязь

In his heart yearning , comfort is not,
Railway - station , Stepanakert,
In the tent dirty and dark ,
Under the boots wrinkled dirt,
And the small rain plays a waltz,
This we will never forget

With me is a soldier ,
Tell me, what is he guilty,
Why would he serve his sentence here ,
Around it is a war ,
Oh, do not get used to it with the mind,
After all, he still trample on Karabakh

Who is not the case , who risked ,
Who himself has not experienced ,
That we probably will never understand ,
Understand only the mother , father and brother ,
Buddy who went Afgan ,
So here's to those who have never come