Текст песни Сергей Шмырин - Девятнадцатая весна

It's dark at night, hell
Only missiles blind sometimes
Yes a shell suspended in the sky
Lights up like a star.
At the fourteenth post
Our hearts beat nervously
And look through the sight into the darkness
Of the loopholes, three duty fighters.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.

Looks Zushka trunks into the distance,
AGS cocked
The masonry of the fortress, as well as the old,
Protects the garrison from bullets.
In it smiles are stretched lies
Distrust and evil eyes
Lead rain on the roads
A hail of fragments, a landmine.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.

The third day does not take off the boot,
And don’t drop your body armor,
Somewhere a sniper in the mountains lay down,
And from mines there is no sleep for a long time.
Here they wanted, but didn’t pass,
Enemies are closed for enemies here,
Let them take home
Six guys for six months.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.

Nobody needs to be woken up here
At night it’s not until bedtime,
Machine presses to chest
The nineteenth spring.