Текст песни Черные береты - Взвод

It is not easy dolyushka soldier,
Many troubles and tribulations in her.
Narrow trail along the Gorushko
The third day comes our platoon.
Where the gorge? Where Zelenka?
Where traces of the caravan?
We are on day More stew,
More sip of water.

Chorus:
Headache, spinning.
Rain and snow, all land in puddles.
Well, light up slowly,
Let the soul a rest
From resentment and old wounds.
Hey, bro?

All tired, forces on the bottom,
And, wherever you look you will throw,
Only the clouds hide the sun,
In the sky, golden eagles circling.
Throughout cliffs and precipices,
Can not find the way back.
No ambushes, no min breaks -
Only mountains guard.

Chorus.

Map threw commander stupid.
All staffs mess wise.
It is not easy let us now -
All halved,
Even some bread slice.
Hey, mate?