Василий Чучнев - Прицепной вагон - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Vasily Chuchnev left...

On February 25, St. Petersburg singer-songwriter, veteran of the war in Afghanistan Vasily Chuchnev was interred at the Serafimovskoye cemetery. He was forty-six...

He appeared somehow unnoticed. Quietly. Unnecessary anguish and the desire to elbow others who are rushing to the big stage. It seemed that he himself was even a little embarrassed because he had suddenly become a famous representative of city chanson, and the songs were heard not only at veterans' holidays - at serious concerts.

In his distant childhood, Vasily Chuchnev dreamed of becoming a sea captain. I also really wanted to move from the small town of Belorechensk, which is located in the Krasnodar Territory, to a city on the Neva.

Leningrad accepted him. The Krasnodar boy began studying at an energy technical school, and then routinely joined the army, like thousands of his peers. He went to Afghanistan... After returning from the war, Vasily Chuchnev still remained there. And his most famous songs are connected precisely with this page of his biography.

Bright memory...

I WOULD LIKE TO GET DRINKED

I wish I could get drunk and throw it out

Everything that has subsided in my soul over the years,

What I dreamed about as a clumsy child,

It was a dream and, of course, did not come true...

I wish I could get drunk and start crying,

To break free from many years of shackles,

Ruthlessly shackling my heart,

Yes, I'm afraid they will misunderstand...

Yes, I'm afraid they will misunderstand...

I wish I could get drunk and remember the guys.

Of course, I haven't forgotten about them...

On the appointed day of bloody sunset

I bow over the eternity of graves.

You won’t find obituaries of their blessed memory,

And I want to ask once again:

- Tell me, Dimka, Vovka and Seryoga,

Where is it better these days, here or with you?

Where is it better these days, here or with you?

I would like to get drunk, and again with them

Head to Kabul, Gardez or Ghazni.

There is something left there, and it is still there today,

Under the watchful eye of Satan.

It seemed like it was time to settle down -

Friends, family, work, what else?

And yet I need to get drunk at least once

And throw everything out, everything, everything...

And yet I need to get drunk at least once

And throw everything out, everything, everything...