Текст песни G-Style Mafia - Ад за моим окном

Hello how are you bro how are you are you there
I wrote three letters too but you did not answer
You probably as always very busy at Moscow
But sometimes it seems to me that everyone has forgotten about me
As I wrote in Chichne serve me less than a year before the order
In just two weeks I've been here three times in battle
And I realized immediately when the survivors there as far as I lucky
I am safe and nevridim while lying in the grave all my platoon
Here one day for two ordinary but as the year passes
Now all the days stretch like an eternity but it will soon pass
And sometimes I think of his home runs tear
I try not to think about it but my heart longing
I am writing this while on warmer
All I want is to go back to you as soon as possible
I can not kill and do not want to fight
And I know that there is not something to die for
You do not know who we are fighting this terrible people
I recently found in a ravine three guys from our company
This day is all in me as an echo of the war
I did not know that this could be done by people
I will not return as before so if you can mow
This army went away
The sergeant said that this time we will not allow dismissal
I did not know that I would meet so its twentieth birthday
Hello everyone I know nothing more to write
You write to me how is the mother I'll be waiting
And try to tell her everything is fine with me
Soon I get home I'll see you still with you
Write me quickly because I am so waiting for an answer
If not you then who will help me through it all
My address at bottom of the envelope on the front side
Hurry we translate to the middle of winter

Chorus:

I'm somewhere where there is a war
Lord tell me what I got here
I know somewhere far away is my house
I see hell outside my window

I just read your letter thanks for the answer baby
There are so many kind words I do not hear a thousand years old kid
And there is no resentment you would have written sooner if I could
I knew you as always helped me
I learned a lesson not to make yourselves friends
Just a couple of days here after losing loved ones
When we came here , no one knew that it would be
Soldiers go crazy here from the fact that people are dying
Recently, we caught the sniper had killed children
And the seven days in a row it was the whole party
Last night in the board drunken soldier remembered friends
And discharge his gun at her Speak now
Who is right who is wrong in the war God forgive me
I myself probably used could then pull the trigger
They make us animals are losing friends
And we are ready to kill them all, and women and children
Even if I was a poet that ever
If he could not find the words to write about it
This is war and waking up in the morning seeing his house in a dream