Текст песни Армейская - Ветер гонит злые тучи...

The wind blows clouds of evil , rose petals tearing off
Your hair caressing me brings tears
etc. .
I ask , do not cry to me , the most insulting, tears dripping down her cheeks stop my favorite .

That will leave for two years, will you be my favorite
Will be wonderful weather , will you be my bride
etc. .

does not pass half of the year , brought home soldier , early in the morning at dawn, when it was hot - hot
etc. .

and she did not forget , the guy young came to the grave , and wept for a long time ..
etc. .