Текст песни Церковь детства - Простая история

Once, once, a long time More
The trench soldier was hell.
The shells were exploding and biting lice,
And the devil whispered to the soldier: "Sign it" ...

Each soldier has his own
Simple sad story.
And there's an official document.
Soul burn in the fire.

And somewhere in the province musician lived.
He worked, sought, preserved talent.
But that does not swell with hunger,
One paper must be signed.

The musician also has its own
Simple sad story.
And there's an official document.
Soul burn in the fire.

Loved, I wanted to save him,
Love's not a mare - not endure.
Are you ready for a dream
Sign forever in a burning hut ...

Every woman in the soul of its own
Simple sad story,
And there's an official document.
Soul burn in the fire.

Each of us has his own
Simple sad story.
Then you will remember in Hell
What did you mean.