Текст песни СТИХ-о ВОЙНЕ - Юлия Друнина

Pale, grieved teeth to crunch,
From native tag
One
You must break away,
And Bruvier
Scroll under the shepherd
Should.
You must.
Although come back hardly
Although "do not dare!"
Repeats combat.
Even tanks
(They are from steel!)
Three steps from the trench are burning.
You must.
After all it is impossible to pretend
Before
What you do not hear in the night
As almost hopeless
"Sister!"
Someone there
Under fire, shouts ...