Hello, my dear sun ,
I'll write from the battlefield .
Me here circling crows ,
But I 'm in no hurry to die .
We Yeshe will walk with you,
Dance under the night sky .
Having served , I'll come home,
And you tell your girlfriend :
Russian guy from the bullets is not running ,
Russian guy does not moan in pain ,
Russian guy in the fire does not burn ,
Russian guy in the water does not sink .
Russian guy from the bullets is not running ,
Russian guy does not moan in pain ,
Russian guy in the fire does not burn ,
Russian guy in the water does not sink .
Let soon, but again at the table
Gather all our family .
About love the guitar sing
And hug , tears without melting .
Back to sky rocket went
I'm far from home now .
I want that I 've been waiting .
I will come back to you , just believe !
Russian guy from the bullets is not running ,
Russian guy does not moan in pain ,
Russian guy in the fire does not burn ,
Russian guy in the water does not sink .
Russian guy from the bullets is not running ,
Russian guy does not moan in pain ,
Russian guy in the fire does not burn ,
Russian guy in the water does not sink .
