Текст песни Мой Шторм - На поле танки грохотали

On the field tanks rumbled, the soldiers were in the last fight,
A young commander suffered a broken head.

According tank vdarila blank - goodbye, dear crew!
Four corpses near the tank will complement the morning landscape.

Car fire arms, about to explode the ammunition.
And so I want to live, the guys, and to get out is no more urine.

We will draw from the wreckage, raise your hands on the frame,
And shots of tower guns last journey takes us.

And fly there telegram relatives notified,
What your son will not return and will not come to visit.

In the corner crying mother-old woman, whisk tear old father,
The young do not know what the guy was the end.

And it will be on a shelf gathering dust card yellowed books:
In uniform with epaulets, and she he no longer groom.