Текст песни Голубые береты - В.Ф.Маргелов

Forgive us, Vasily Filippitch ,
I'm sorry I have not saved .
Advertise Guards Division
Forever dress covers.
Eaglets clipped wings
Humiliated glory and honor ,
In honor now not courage,
A sticky sweet flattery .

But believe us , Dad , those who saw the sky ,
That fell into the dome stellar silence
And in my heart and in the hearts leave the faith
In brotherhood that tested combat service .

His Judas appeared ,
Willing to sell for a penny
All of what had once been proud
In the Airborne Troops .
Take Me to the cap ,
Vest rot in warehouses,
Always blue epaulettes
Blacken on our shoulders .

But believe us , Dad , those who saw the sky ,
That fell into the dome stellar silence
And in my heart and in the hearts leave the faith
In brotherhood that tested combat service .

About the mountains of Afghanistan and dust Abkhaz ,
About friends who were killed in Bosnia and Chechnya
Do not forget the boys in blue vests ,
Do not forget Guard service in the Airborne