Heaven is covered by grey clouds
Nerves are shaking like a guitar string
It has raining from the morning tho the evening
It seems that time has been frozen and has become to eternity
We attack all directions
Tanks, infantry and fires of artillery
They kill us but we survive
And again move ourselves to a fight
Do it for life, brother, to a successful end
Do it for people that were with us in that time (now dead)
Do it for life, I wish war is cursed
Let remember people that were with us in that time
Heaven of lead clouds over us
It lays low with mists and colds
I believe that everything is over
I only wish that my wounded friend is alive
Brother, hold on, do not die now
You will live long and happy life
We will dance on your weeding
You will throw your children up to heaven
Do it for life, brother, hold on to the successful end
Do it for people that wait you home
Do it for life, I wish war is cursed
Do it for people that wait you home
Do it for them, do it for us
For Siberia and for Caucas
For light of towns in the distance
For friends, for love
Do it for you, do it for us
Both for landing force and for anti-terrorist unit
For orders
Old friend, let drink for it
In old photo album I found photos
Of my granddad. He was a commander of Red army
He made this photo in Berlin in 1945 for memory
It casts my memories of the gone century
The smell of grass that wasn't mowed in the morning
Moan of ground that was dug by bombings
A couple of solders' boots that were worn out
By sore legs, by sore feet
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