Текст песни Алексей Ивакин - 11. Поисковая мистика

2008. Staraya Russa .
  - Know how to understand - smoked fighter or not?
  - I do not understand ...
  - When the grave is made - lights a cigarette that hit her in the grave and look .
  - So what?
  - Look ...
  Petrovic takes out a cigarette . Lights up . Makes puff. Cigarette sticks in the ground burial mound . Filter down naturally .
  Cigarette starts blaze . As if someone smokes inside there ...
  2000. Demyansk .
  Cloudless autumn sky . Blue, blue ...
  Rita raises fighter. From under the birch trees . Lieutenant. One Kubar . Maybe not a lieutenant . The bones were burned . The Germans burned or postwar peat fire ? Who the hell knows. Almost all of it on two palms fit . Burned . No personal belongings . Only this neobgorely kubarik . Rita puts it in the bag. Plastic . Since we go to the store . Folded . At this time, with birch falls drop . Her palm. Rosa afternoon?
  1999. Vodos .
  I go alone. Feelers for neytralke along the trenches . There is nothing.
  Only iron , iron , iron ... Shards , bullets, minometki ...
  Looked out the sun , warmed . Cold is the ' watch ' was . Rainy and cold . And then the sun . Lay down on the meadow. Bask . Dozed off ...
  Suddenly out of the bushes out four. Three soldiers of the Red Army in the form of one commander in form. Search Engines , or what? Why rifles ? How Come ...
  - You sleep ? We 're lying here ...
  Wake up. Heart pounding . Cold sweat . Ran away with the clearing . After three days back. Raised four. In three rifles ...
  Sinyavino . 2006-2009 .
  Brook runs into the Black River. No, this is not one on which Pushkin shoot. This is the other . Her hundreds of thousands of shooting at each other . With forty-one to forty- four.
  So ... Brook ...
  In the sixth year raised fighter here . Searched all nearby. There is no longer anything. Seventh year. Came to put a cross on the spot where raised fighter. Immediately raised another . Again searched ... Empty. In the eighth year raised so the third . In the ninth of the fourth .
  The same place .
  Four soldiers each year. All the top - a little dig .
  It is not that we are looking for them - are they looking for us . Each of them - a one of us. They find us . Do not we have them .
  Little mysticism ?
  Then come on ' Watch of ' . See for yourself. Their ... No, not the eyes. Soul.
  But somehow mystical - not scary. Terribly completely different ... Do not iron, no dice ... No ...
  Many terrible enough . But awareness of this terrible comes later , sometimes through the years. Although now I remember now - well, that so terrible ?
  Just think, protivogaznye tube sticking out of the ground ... ... How about a hundred worms . Large black-and- green worms that come out from the ground. In a clearing more than anything. Only abandoned gas masks .
  One kilometer away from this place, on the bank of the Volkhov - place the medical battalion . Winter . Because it found a hole - a hundred feet amputated . In the shoes. Carefully sawn bones . Some of those who cut off frostbitten feet, possibly still alive. And we buried bones .
  It was terrible , probably Tole Bessonov , when he found and raised his namesake and namesake . Bessonova Anatolia . When deployed medallion and read zapisku- he just went into the woods . One hour later , approximately, is back. Gloomy , serious focused.
  I always terribly - when you lift the sanitary disposal. No. Not cemetery.
  Demyansk . 1999 .
  Huge pit - five by five and a depth of two meters . There Germans poskidyvali after the battle killed paratroopers from the 204th Airborne Brigade .
  Killed and wounded. Some shot through the skull. Bandages and plasters ...
  One man stood in the corner of the pit. Stretching his arms up . Wanted to get out. I could not. 82 fighter in that hole was . Who is the top - some bones . Below - the perfect preservation - the skin , subcutaneous fat, hair, nails, meat.
  I served a healthy bottom piece of clay :
  - Lech , look medallions in the pockets !
  All black . In organic thinner . On a pile of clay - the human scapula . I want to look at it. Not torn off . Stuck , or what? Saperkoy hock bone. Served . And under it - meat. White fibers. it is not