Текст песни Олег Ширяев - Третий тост

Someday we will understand, looking back
From the top of his gray-snow years.
And as the dome above the ground dissolves the landing,
Since you do not forget us, brother, for ever and ever.

As the snow fell in the boys stumbled about death.
Then we did not know the answer to the main question:
Is it worth it to live, and so that in the battle to die?
The answer is no, and the bottom third drunk our toast.

Chorus:
The third toast, the third tost-
To live you so uneasy.
And walk nodules in Major without hands.
The third toast, the third tost-
In the past the invisible bridge.
Russian sacred tribute to those who are no longer with us.

Bill sniper aiming, and the earth shook from the explosions.
That someone's soul ascended -you accept it, God!
And we raised a bony old woman out of spite,
Then, then to remember all those who could not rise.

Chorus.

I this war, like a scar, in itself buried.
And the APC that was broke, enveloped in fire.
We memory poured into the glasses, blood armor
Strait guys - let's train them all Remember!

Chorus.