Текст песни Песни Vосточных Славян - Душа моя

MY SOUL

My soul lives in the war, the military repeats the motive.

And people think I am quite tolerant and peaceful.

And I will be glad to any greetings, and I can't stand drunken fights.

And I want to buy a machine, and it seems that I will.

In a quiet warehouse among troughs,
Pans of the latest systems
Offer mines and dynamite
And a brand new AKM.

I hold in my hand the desired trunk, the soul lives in war.

And I understand that I came in vain, that I cannot agree on the price.

And I see - my nerves are tense, and I feel a harsh tone:

It is easy to get wars from all four sides.

Carelessly among the troughs,
Casserole latest systems
Take neither mines nor dynamite,
Not a brand new AKM.

In a quiet warehouse they don't believe in debt, here they pay with their heads.

Why did I dream about the guards regiment and dreamed of an unequal battle,

Why am I listening to this last price bullshit

Why does my soul - a quiet light - live on the brink of war?

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lyrics: Andrey Popov
music: Alexander Fedorov