Текст песни Черные береты - Блок-пост

The last day, the deaf checkpoint
And acrid smoke tickles your nose.
Gorge asleep. And glad slightly
The last bank suhpayka.
But patrons - no problem,
The RD grenades all systems
And on his shoulder ... your faithful AKM
Above the clouds of steam pot.
Today, the nightmare is over.
A little more patience, bro!
Uzhё two years in the war.
Heat, shooting and no letters.
Cold wind, rain - wall
And the sniper from a hill.
Here we learn that how do.
The pain, screams, explosions, blood creek,
And life is constantly in full swing.
It's like a dream - a distant house.
Dreams and dreams - just about it -
First snow has melted warm day.
Come home - my relatives
All run out to meet me,
And it seems you can forget everything.
And the heart again starts schemit -
Here the world, and there is a war ...
Do not believe anyone would say mother is native -
Total more expensive in the world of silence.
In the meantime, it is possible to live,
Raising children, wife, love,
But nothing can be forgotten.