Текст песни Голубые береты - Солдат

Track Field ,
Tent - sweet home .
Soldier - two years , sweat and tears ,
That frosts are waiting for you ,
That unbearable heat.

Chorus :
Do not be sad , soldier ,
choose the time ,
For you to solve it .
And in a dangerous way ,
Where a blizzard of bullets ,
Do not hurry to make a move.

The soldier , believe his luck ,
After all, we can not otherwise
Going in one system.
Soldier - yes anxiety rises ,
And we're not gods ,
We are devils in action !

Chorus. 2 times.