Текст песни Кукрыниксы - 9 рота

My voice does not wait
Come out of me
My soul does not burn
Give me another fire
Those who know the way
Where can I forget everything
Conscience whether they
The door did not give close

From the walls of fire
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From mountain trails
Whatever the path, then the coffin
From hot words
What is not written home
From vivid dreams
And raised my voice

Maybe all in vain
And there are no ways
A place for you
Only the bosom of mother
Falling to the snow
New body
Warming of the
Who will take the land

From the walls of fire
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From mountain trails
Whatever the path, then the coffin
From hot words
What is not written home
From vivid dreams
And raised my voice

From the walls of fire
Vplenu calendar
From mountain trails
Whatever the path, then the coffin
From hot words
What is not written home
From vivid dreams
And raised my voice