Артемий Зинкин - На Моздок - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Goodbye bro, we won’t see each other now You serve, and I’m already home I’m off to the Urals, and then you’ll go to Siberia God grant that you stay there alive Look in vain, don’t look for bullets I know that I’m not a coward, by the way, I’m on my hand shake me farewell And sing a song, I know you are a master Pr. To Mozdok, to Mozdok, three helicopters fly away Dembeles at the door commanders hug All goodbye, Khan Kala, another shot behind the mountain Never, never will we see you Again the airborne platoon goes into the night Again the song about Afghanistan is a souvenir Berets are losing soldiers here again Everything is so the same way they lost friends there, Pr. Look, bro, take care of your vest. It will replace the order and medal. And we’ll meet again, let’s remember all our people. What a pity for those boys, oh, what a pity for them.