Текст песни Голубые береты - Ордена не продаются

Me one old lady in the bazaar, poohat , said :
& quot; It's a shame , son! His life begins with deceit :
Somewhere Order bought , pinned and braggarts people.
Himself - so young , so only a gram of conscience will not!

All such tanned : seen from the rest, with the hot south .
There on daddy's money you're walking , cheerful recklessly ...
You take off , do not disgrace ! Do not disgrace frontal gray hair !
What do you know , my son, about the war ? Nothing at all , my dear . & Quot;

What answer hoary old woman ? Do not hurt to old age,
A word of excuses not climb - as if a burden.
Order only the hand closed , so no offense to soil
And suddenly remembered the Afghan sky, our sky is clear .

I could tell that old woman wept as mountains,
As the snow suddenly blushed bright mountain ash blood
And how fast the river drowned last cry ,
And as the heavens are tossed to the ground last & quot; & quot ;, MIGs

And yet tell how the mountain breaks in the apartment ,
How insane mother nemogli otrvat from the grave ...
And then you will understand the old woman and I have not condemned :
Order, as we have, in the market can not be found , can not buy !