Текст песни Монте Крісто - Війна

Oh, and severe was the war
Navoyevat we, e-May!
And I would drink a cup of wine
On the legs to stand up, go home

Look out the window - I'm going, Mom ...
I know how you feel and expect
You just believe your eyes
Tears ...

At the door I will come in, hug
Up to the sky lift
Attack, kiss
His home ...

Oh, curse thou propadom here
You're not who do not need a war !!!
We go to bed rock of our children
And for their fathers, we the wall !!!

Look out the window - I'm going, Mom ...
I know how you feel and expect
You just believe your eyes
Tears ...

At the door I will come in, hug
Up to the sky lift
Attack, kiss
His home ...