Текст песни Александр Смирнов - Пусть алеет могила

You tell me, foreman, but why at dawn,
Rising in a gun, does a special platoon leave on the way?
And all around the silence - the sun, mountains and wind,
But your hearing is deceiving: do you hear the bullet singing?

Tell me, dear, how long do we have left to live?
Maybe an hour, maybe two, maybe ten minutes?
But you are with us now and you don't know either
That beyond that pass they have been waiting for us for a long time.

An old man from an Armenian village behind stones
He takes aim at us without pulling the trigger.
Look at him - he is already so ancient ...
What have we done to you? So push the hook!

A shot rang out in the distance, and Seryoga bowed
Over a foreign land, he poured stones with blood.
So tell the foreman, tell us all at the mercy:
We don't fight back, because the comrade died?

"Into the battle! - said the foreman, - take care of the cartridges,
There are grenades and a hot machine in the pockets.
Take care of yourself - the girls are waiting for you at home, "-
So said the foreman and could no longer get up.

On a piece of land that the foreman buried,
We will put flowers and bouquets of roses.
Let the grave shine, as if it was watered with blood,
Taking a black beret, sleep well, dear.