Текст песни Юлия Друнина - Не знаю, где я нежности училась

I do not know where I learned tenderness -
This Ask Me .
Grow on the steppe soldiers' graves ,
It goes to overcoat my youth .

In my eyes - charred pipe .
Fires raging in Russia .
And again
Never Been Kissed lips
Wounded boy biting .

No!
You and I have learned not summaries
Big harvest retreat .
Again rushed into the fire self-propelled guns ,
I jumped on the armor on the move.

And in the evening
of mass graves
With bowed head was ...
I do not know where I learned tenderness -
Perhaps on the road front ...