Текст песни Виктор Верстаков - Девятая рота

Still on the border and beyond the border
Our shelves are waiting
And there, on the way to the Afghan capital,
The ninth company joined the bayonets.

The ninth company handed over membership cards,
Crossed out names from memory,
After all, if the battle drags on until dawn,
That was not a company - she dreamed.

We sometimes called the war “work”.
But still she remained a war.
The ninth company is walking along Kabul
And there is nobody behind her.

And let her armored column be short,
The last to go in peace
Ninth company knocks down barriers
In an unknown December first battle.

Forgive the ninth company of the stragglers
Such a service, such was the order,
After all, tomorrow they will enroll in the posts of the fallen
In the ninth company of one of us.

We sometimes call war “work,”
But still she remains a war
The ninth company is walking in the capital
And there is nobody behind her.