Текст песни Олег Ширяев - Третий тост

Someday we will understand, looking back
From the top of his gray-snow years.
And the dome above the ground dissolves the landing,
Are you not to forget us, brother, forever and ever.

As the snow fell in the boys stumbled on death.
Then we did not know the answer to the main question:
Is it worth it to live and so to die in combat?
The answer is no, and the bottom third drunk our toast.

Chorus:
The third toast, the third tost-
To live you so uneasy.
And walk nodules without the Major hand.
The third toast, the third tost-
In the past the invisible bridge.
Russian sacred tribute to those who are no longer with us.

Bill sniper sighting, and the earth shook from the explosions.
That someone's soul ascended -you accept it, God!
And we raised a bony old woman out of spite,
Then, then to remember all those who could not rise.

Chorus.

I this war, like a scar, in itself buried.
And the APCs that broke, enveloped in flames.
We daughter spilled into glasses like blood on the armor
Strait guys - let's train them all Remember!

Chorus.