Текст песни Эх боль нам по пути с тобой - кто здесь служил , тот многое узнал

That war is not a walk in the books I read
I looked about her movies
But only now , when I became older
I make out where fairy tales where they were

Chorus:
Oh , the pain we on the road with you
Who here has served the learned a lot
Dust, heat, bullets whistling over his head
Then checked himself the same age as mine.

I like all wiped sweat from his forehead
And believes that the rise of endless
I have seen a lot here I learned a lot here
And good luck with the bullets labeled

Chorus .

I remember Belgerd , Balganur and Gunnar
Path touches on the cards marked
Time will erase paint but Bonzhir and Logar
In memory will live forever in our