Текст песни Трофим - Моему другу

C G C G C
My friend went to war in the Caucasus.
   F A7 Dm
Priests your light the candles.
      G Am Em Am
My friend went to war in the Caucasus
            F G7
Wild as the devil, blessed as the Forerunner

     Am Em
Countries that are always out to us
    F C G
The Lord has long deprived of hope.
      C G Am Em Am
My friend went to war in the Caucasus,
   F G C
And life goes on as before.

And life is bubbling as the steam boiler.
Scurry from furnace stokers.
And we fly by the age-old track
In the car the stench of the Russian fire.

And there is no fear, no doubt in us.
We are careless like children.
My friend went to war in the Caucasus
Order number ten.

My friend went to war in the Caucasus
And clang departed composition
Blew metropolitan fashionable jazz
Shrill octave.