Текст песни Сергей Крысин - Солдатский сон

I have half an hour to get up,
To remember your voices
To walk the streets from memory again,
And then the day is harsh again
And without taking off your boots
Let's fill our lives with the everyday life of soldiers.

But in the distance or separation, thoughts of only one thing,
When fatigue grips hands, the house is dreaming.

Chorus.
A soldier's dream is warmer than fresh milk,
Soldier's dream - Mom's hand will wake up,
But again, no, and in a stranger's room
The orderly tells us: "Get up!"

Forget tiredness is the first step
Here everything is for everyone and it is so,
After all, someone has to defend their country.
And who did not chicken out here,
For them, duty and honor are more important.
Soldier, be true to your word!

And at the halt we will be sad and those who were not here - forgive,
They don't know what a year of the journey is.