Текст песни Николай Смирнов - Памир

The six of us that morning cheated death
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And our helicopter, sitting on the edge of the cliff, fell silent,
Am
And the pilot croaked: “I'll take three -
Dm E
Sorry guys, I can't fly otherwise ... "
S
Dm E
And suddenly the clouds swayed above us
C Am
And under the plastic helmet the pilot turned pale,
Dm E
And in a nautical way we threw odd and even -
C A7
Who should fly, who should lie among the sands ...
Then the flight technician threw what he could overboard
And even water from flasks heated by the sun -
Together we got out of so many troubles
And now three fly - three in the sand ...
And on the sand the backs of the dead were black,
And the helicopter screamed and tried to take off
Powerless air whipped across the sand like a whip,
And each hid his face from friends ...

P
Then suddenly a yellow-haired boy stood up -
He lit a "Pamir" and suddenly choked,
He took someone else's pouch and silently jumped into the hatch,
And the helicopter went upstairs, heeling aboard ...
S
Since then, I have not slept at night, firing at dawn, -
Before me is that war and a helicopter,
The last special selection flight,
And that guy in a jacket with a tattered feather grass color ...
And in the morning work falls out of hand
And if I forget myself half asleep -
After lighting a Pamir I step into the hatch ...
And, like him, I am lying killed in the war ...