Текст песни Олег Ширяев - Нас было трое

There were three of us that July day,
The sun was beaming overhead.
Half store - that's the whole picture, | 2 times
Not enough for life, more than for death. | 2 times
There mom is waiting for her brother from school,
A bird choir chirps in the garden.
I will not return - three automatic machines | 2 times
They won’t tear us out of the hot mountains. | 2 times
While there’s time, let's have a smoke
And accept death, like men.
As befits a landing, | 2 times
Wearing berets with bayonets. | 2 times
Now they’ll climb out from behind the blow
Short fight ... And silence ...
Life is rounded, there is little left. | 2 times
Eh, sorry guys that life is one. | 2 times
Throw a butt, now for the cause
Delhi ammo for three.
Do not lose heart, show perfume - | 2 times
We take them with us to Allah. | 2 times
And the dreams of a son did not come true
It seemed to me life without end.
But time is melting, and in the store | 2 times
Not a gram of lead will be soon. | 2 times
There were three of us that July day,
The sun was beaming overhead.
Half store - that's the whole picture, | 2 times
Not enough for life, more than for death. | 2 times