Текст песни Удав - Последнее письмо

Music author and performer - Konstantin "Break" Lopanin (Ukraine)
Words - S.K.

Hello, honey! We have raining again ...
In Smolenc region walks bad weather.
So wanted to write you "wait",
But today there is no chance to survive at the platoon.

The attacker hit the wave,
But from the next, it can be seen, not to fight ...
Picks a quiet war
The names of my comrades and face.

Even in the shower, in positions - Tashkent.
And before eternity, only one cartridge.
What to do - in this fiery bag
Finally cut off from the front.

And we sat at the bottom of that boiler,
Observing from the cities "Cinema",
As over grove, burned down
A flock of fokeers of "humpback" Torn.

He is with a speedy, smoking wing
Not a tenant already, but cut the progress -
Laid a grease under a rabid angle
And desperately went to the frontal.

And we rushed to the enemy redoubt -
All Mile than grave trenches!
Mattering PPS with Mights! .. But here ...
Dropped with a warm moisture from the neck.

My short shirt of life will not extend,
But squeezes in the rear, to pain, my mother's heart ...
And heavenly deputies me
On acknowledged sky under his feet.

You forgive me that I did not add
What the dirt scattered this hand writing catchy ...
I'm not captive, and not without missing,
Only wet through the broken birch ...