Текст песни Андрей Буков - Вы слышите - грохочут сапоги...

You hear - trampling boots
And the birds fly off like mad,
And a woman looking out from under his arms,
In our heads shaven look.

You hear - rattle drum,
Soldiers say goodbye to her, say goodbye to her.
Exit squad in the fog, the fog, the fog,
And the past clearer, clearer, clearer.

And where is your courage soldiers
When you vozvraschaeshsya ago?
Byd can steal his woman,
And chicks lay in his bosom.

And where's your woman friend,
When you return to your area?
They meet you and enter into the house,
And in this house smells like stealing.

We hand at the past - lies,
And we look to the future - light
Let the night zhireet crow,
And on the heels of war rumbles followed.

You hear - trampling boots
And the birds fly off like mad,
And a woman looking out from under his arms,
In our heads shaven look.