Текст песни Чечня - Парни под грузом 200

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How many lives gone, how many souls crippled.
F E Am
How many letters written by us and to us.
How many young men from the visits have not met.
What the eye does not see the relatives, dear mothers.

Chorus:
Again, leave trains appointment Chechnya.
And our guys come load 200.
Under Bamut re-shooting, night walk tracer
And the last letter comes the bride.

Well, there is the civilian spring everything changes,
How many fates converge and many hearts.
Well, here in the Caucasus, the war does not end,
And increasingly, I dream of my dear father.

Chorus.

That's demobilization has come, it's time to go home,
Handing mortar game we go to him.
So pour a glass full, the citizen, wine,
For heroically gave their lives guys.

Chorus.
And the last letter comes the bride.