Текст песни Валентин Соломатов - Прелюдия. Марш отдельного пехотинца

I went, as all the world,
And he was killed, like everyone else,
In the war , which no
And there was all.
Order performing exactly
Prior to the signature of double ...
And late -mail
The fact that there is no war .

I'm sorry for that
I never said ,
And my fight is not sick ,
And shame not eat the eyes,
Stamp of my arm ,
Tan on his forehead - and all ...
We were taught a little over ,
So what are you shaking ?

Filled with the Holy Order ,
In the shadow of other people's shadows
I was a crumpled cigarette butt ,
Scherbinka on the wall ,
And my pain as fiction ,
A little breathing off the edge of the pit :
Lie , look at the sky ,
And to me - the grass ...