Текст песни СНЕЖНЫЙ БАРС - Разговор с отцом 15 февраля

"Conversation with my father on February 15th"

Already twenty years have passed since that war
And you are all there and you are still fighting
From that war you got disturbing dreams
From that war, from that war.

Silver-plated whiskey
But in February, tears come again
You can't get away from that war
From that war, from that war.

From binge to binge again from fight to fight
Plunge to forget
Again and again you lead your Ural march from Shindant to Kushka
But there is still to be a serpentine back

Who will return alive
Nobody knows
But you came home
Despite everything

Choke tears and pain from anger and resentment
For all those who stayed there forever
From that war, screams were left alive
Those who sacrificed themselves did not even try to survive

It's impossible to forget everything, but probably not necessary
This is what you lived without sparing yourself
After all, not everything was in vain in that foreign and distant Afghanistan
After all, not everything was in vain, because not everything was in vain

When the knees are trembling, it's terribly scary
Here the tank will explode and then it’s for sure a khan
Hands tremble nervously and your gaze is like a mine detector
Heart beats in a frantic rhythm
As if hitting the DShK and just thirsty

Who will return alive
Nobody knows
But you came back
Despite everything .

Day of withdrawal of troops from Afghanistan
And the dull pain eased from my heart and
Finally, it's all over ... but only lacerations
It may heal and everything will pass

But the seams had not yet grown together and people were thirsty for blood
Sumgait and Baku burst into flames
Nagorno-Karabakh and Transnistria
And then Chechnya was thrown into this bloody cauldron

Guys like meat were led to the slaughter by government filth
Oh, how deliciously the bitch power was brewed on the soldier's bones ..
And you looked at all this and remembered your Afghan
Where the war has carved itself into memory
Remembering the already alien and distant Shindant lost in the mountains

Who will return alive
Nobody knows
But which of them all will return home
Despite everything

chorus:

Our gray sky burst into tears and burst into tears
And the rain is like the tears of gray mothers
And it's not just rain but rain and snow
And the snow is like a shroud of gray mothers

A river spread throughout Russia
With the name Mamkin's tear

Already twenty years have passed since that war
And you are all there and you are still fighting
From that war you got disturbing dreams
From that war, from that war

Silver-plated whiskey
But in February, tears come again
You can't get away from that one
From that war, from that war

You don't drink anymore, sewed up
And granddaughter Nastenka calms down in your arms
But sometimes you dream again of a winding mountain serpentine from Shindant to Kushka
And thank God there is no need to go back

chorus:

Our gray sky burst into tears and burst into tears
And the rain is like the tears of gray mothers
And it's not just rain, look dad, but rain and snow
And the snow is like a shroud of gray mothers

A river spread throughout Russia
With the name Mamkin's tear

Let's just stand by the eternal flame