Текст песни Голубые береты - Едут на войну пацаны

The train picks up speed ,
A whole platoon on the train ,
Covers silently tables .
There is food,
My throat is accumulated tear
House smell those pies.
Life was far ,
Where mom and subway
On the edge , probably land.
And in the car silence
Only sad eyes ,
Go to war boys .
Go to war boys . } 2p .

A wheelchair daughter sleeps
And again, the soul hurts,
How can there without her husband 's wife .
The company commander is looking at photos,
Smoking in a dirty window ,
Soon meet a company in trouble.
Those young soldiers
Before him stand again ,
Torn bass guitar .
And so anxious in the chest.
God save the boys .
Go to war boys
Go to war boys . } 3p .
Go ...

Not to kiss more,
And shy chubby cheeks,
Crying at night the young sergeant .
And , perhaps, a dream ,
What prominent artist he
He has a huge talent .
Only if it is named ,
Or anyone else other ,
Only know the snow and rain.
Outside the window, fly lights,
Everything is left behind .
Go to war boys .
Go to war boys . } 3p .
Go ...
Go to war boys .