Текст песни БРАТИШКА - ВЕТЕРАНЫ ПРОДАЮТ ОРДЕНА

Fussily in the market noise
Where everything can be bought and sold
An old man in an old suit
Who saw can not forget
On his threadbare tunic
Sample fifty years ago
Like a symbol of bitter memories
Order arranged in a row
But the veteran does not look like a hero
Slopes down his head
With chilling horror I realized
Sold his order

Chorus:
   
   Veteran sells Order
   Splattered red blood
   They are forever stuck war
   Irrepressible groaning with pain
   Veteran sells Order
   His grandchildren now sells
   Those who defended to the end
   Everything, that is , he now gives

And around scoff punks
Bucks , sneakers , Tampax . Marsi
Well, perhaps dreamed about it then
When the bombs exploded in the trenches
And now for a piece of sausage
Sold fighting friends
Do not come from the field of war
And not priduschie , alas, never
Well, their grateful children
Forgot about them forever
As if there were no terror of death
Buy Now Order

Chorus .

Ran up to the old man through the crowd
As the father wanted to hug
And can not say anything
And here we can say
Forgive me , a veteran generation
Forgetting the mountain War
On my knees I pray for forgiveness
After all, it can only give you
And the old man silently moved away
Crutch on the pavement pounding
To what do you people have lived
Once a veteran sells Order

Chorus .