Текст песни Песни чеченской войны - А может быть не время командир

Somewhere sleeps uneasily land
The windows do not extinguish the fire.
Where I am? Il Awake in a dream?
Who am I in this war?

 And, perhaps, is not the time, the commander,
 We try sealed a uniform?
And I strictly your order?
Give me alive in stock!
Why do I load other people's ideas?
I do not want to shoot people!
Tell me, for what in my country I was sold to Satan?
And break life into two in the war?

There were the halcyon days, was known all diligent us.
What are you rushed about, people?
That "back" you shout, the "forward"?

And now the cry of the commander,
When the crazy world?
Perhaps I lived fully,
When there was an hour's wife.
Let the mother get a million
We are proud that it is necessary to take
And worse than my machine?
And unless I'm bad men?
We will not forgive cowardice, Combat.

Somewhere harden the blades,
Somewhere in store preparing garlands
I hear the fading battle.
Who's surprised that a living?
I do not come down a bit, Commander.
I then nakovyryat couple of holes.
But I'm also struck as he could,
but only here do not smell of feet.
You do not drag me into the medical battalion,
I do not want this back,
And do not be sorry, and do not ask Cripples would get in Russia!
And the only one I bow to the mother, is alive, she will let me return Chechnya.