Текст песни 1981 год - Баллада 1812 года

BALLAD 1812
When tired feet knocks the wind
And I do not feel the chase,
When dueling pistols and steel
It has not cold hands,
Then comes time to sleepless nights
Under the Virgin inspired sign
And the smoke of the fires on the walls of the bastions
Once again, I would call on the attack.

When the fire curtain sneered,
Vzovёtsya flag of our victory,
Go,
And greedy eyes midshipman
I support the melee.
What is death? No more than the life of a joke,
Cheating other hopes, and nothing more.
When the shower and cold and scary,
Others do not understand the pain.

And I'm going bullets in broad unhurried pace,
Then faster and faster ...
Torn uniform wherever struck his sword,
And you drop the battery.
So let the drumbeat playing
Tube piercing. Before screech ...
With the death of ...
When the fortress dawn ...
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