Текст песни Лариса Герштейн - Б.Окуджава Солдатка

Sweet time, you see, will turn into a penny:
     blood and powder pulled from close borders.
     Dark-skinned Sabra with a weapon, with a thin neck
     young mistress looks out from under black eyelashes.

     How do you stand ... how do you touch the butt with your hand!
     In a dark green jacket is dressed ...
     To know, it was not without reason that they had arisen before me, hostess,
     those front, other, m about and times.

     Maybe our fate is like common money
     that on the palms of strangers trembling doomed ...
     So I'm screaming out of place: bye, girls!
     No choice! Try to go back! ..

     Jerusalem 1995