Текст песни Армейские песни - Письмо сестрёнке

Hi, Baby Hi, native!
Well how are you?
You have a winter road to the house, everything has been offended ...
And the stars melt in our argun in the rays of dawn ...
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...
And the stars melt in our argun in the rays of dawn ...
F dm em am
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...

And on the roads dirt on the knee, eh do not pass ..
And our guys are again stuck halfway ..
You get up to the car, we need a shoulder and sweat sotch,
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...
You get up to the car, we need a shoulder and sweat sotch,
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...

Yesterday night Chechen flies was a platoon broken
And our boyfriend in the tulip black is flying,
In a foggy smoke, shells are roared
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...
In a foggy smoke, shells are roared
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...

Again Saturday and smells of mud was a difficult fight,
And they sleep the guys, they dream of Dembel and the home of the native
And Kerosinka in the tent for the night will procee,
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...
And Kerosinka in the tent for the night will procee,
You're just my mother that I do not speak in Chechnya ...

And here, baby, I send a hot hell you!
When I arrive, buy a bouquet carnation!
And if you ask what I am writing, well, well,
You're just my mother that I don't tell in Chechnya!