Lyrics & quot; Quiet River for & quot; (Sergey Rogalev ) . In Memory of Michael Bezpalko dedicated to :
1. Quiet side of the river . Sounds ceased all .
Only somewhere in the dugout singing guitar
On the native land , about drifts in February.
On Afghanistan, she was tired of singing .
On mangruppu night fell again .
Fresh breeze from Qala i Naw .
Tracer flash evil , though a large bumblebee ,
On the decline of proshurshit wearily .
Sleep my friends , well, than you are not a family ,
Harmonious , good, great .
Hell or Duval in zavarushku the pass ,
Though scary, but let's go , guys losing .
Hot broke ground grass
From random fragments mines.
Life commotion as autumn leaves ,
Swallow sand, keeps the car .
Chorus:
I'm just trying to sing , but I remember October evening ,
When Bespal'ko Mishka claimed board.
And it reminds us of our good when meeting
About our friendship , people do not understand boys .
2. Somewhere beyond the river , how to call it ,
How to relieve the anguish and the dilute it ?
Vodka can not take that will take , who are waiting .
All in God's hands , hell , would not slukavit .
I remember the night , someone's gun
Restlessly in his legs sprawled .
And right who does not understand what the soldiers lives .
It should be in the shoes of this lie .
Chorus:
I'm just trying to sing , but I remember October evening ,
When Bespal'ko Mishka claimed board.
And it reminds us of our good when meeting
About our friendship , people do not understand boys .
He did not slukavil not sell , let the world is not eternal .
I assure you, he remembers us guys !
I assure you, he remembers us guys !