Текст песни Армейские - Последняя солдатская весна

Made us think about home
The last soldier's spring.
Will go to someone else
My machine gun and a bunk by the window.

I'm no longer on the zastaska path,
I will go on patrol, ringing horseshoes,
And in the silence of the night, by combat triggering,
The signal "In the gun" will not raise me.

Shoulder straps will fall on other people's shoulders,
And other names will sound
But they will remain in memory forever
Border, PCB and silence.

I'm no longer on the zastaska lane,
I'll go to ChG, ringing horseshoes,
And in the silence of the night, by combat triggering,
The signal "In the gun" will not raise me.

And at home we have long been forgotten,
And only our mothers are waiting for us,
And the girls who loved
Other guys will be called their own.

I'm no longer on the zastaska lane,
I'll go in secret, ringing horseshoes,
And in the silence of the night, according to combat triggering,
The signal "In the gun" will not raise me.