Текст песни Мавзолей - дети играли в войну

Tomorrow is another,
Tomorrow is going to die is not for everyone.
Melts from warm hands
Just fallen snow.
Somewhere whistling fly
The bullets, faster winds.
Tomorrow ordinary guys
Will learn in-militant bombers.

CHORUS

Children played in the war,
White angels in black playing.
Someone was in someone's captivity,
This shot, and they died.
Children were playing a joke,
But in every joke there is some small truth.
Tomorrow, do not believe that you
Bullet disaster will overtake pleased.

Wings grew slowly,
Long it seemed to them a century.
Childhood living soul
It drops from pain in the snow.
Red blood spot
Angel white snow.
Life - is also a cinema,
Movies by militants.

CHORUS

Children played in the war,
White angels in black playing.
Someone was in someone's captivity,
This shot, and they died.
Children were playing a joke,
But in every joke there is some small truth.
Tomorrow, do not believe that you
Bullet disaster will overtake pleased.