Текст песни Аркадий Перегоедов - Старший прапорщик

Nobody and not good
How far is far away from us,
As it is lonely
Retired,
Combat,
And gray
Senior Warrant Officer.
Automatic cotton
Press on his whiskey
And over turquoise smoke
Still blind eyes
And tear ...
Seven soldiers
Seven guys
Everyone is lying.

With us at the table sits.
He does not eat does not speak.
Hop does not merge him.
He is gray
Retired,
Combat
Senior Warrant Officer.
Automatic cotton
Press on his whiskey
And over turquoise smoke
Still blind eyes
And tear ...
Seven soldiers
Seven guys
Everyone is lying.

You can talk a lot,
What was not pouring.
He forgot what it means to live
Combat,
Retired
And gray
Senior Warrant Officer
Automatic cotton
Press on his whiskey
If the choice was behind him,
He would stay eighth
Where smoke.
Seven soldiers
Seven guys
Everyone is lying.