Текст песни Людмила Осокина - Потерянный. Песня о воине-афганце.

Lyudmila Osokina

LOST

I.
In the pool of love - with your head! -
As in Afghanistan - under the bullets!
Since the war returned alive,
To life as if returned.

It was easier for you there:
These are the enemies, these are ours! ..
But gramoteykeke-destiny
I felt different here.

Chorus:

Street, street, street ...
How many people hang out!
And in the bustle of that nemeroy
You showed up - lost.

You are there standing alone,
You will not find anything wrong,
You will not find her sweet,
You will not wait for the beautiful.

II.
How did you dream of love!
How you wanted someone's caress!
But all love is on the blood,
Happiness is possible only in a fairy tale.

You - when you met her -
I thought it was a reward,
Thought it was yours
Happiness from the Garden of Eden.

III.
Life has acquired your meaning,
The heart soared like a bird,
All the affairs were forgotten,
Only to enjoy it.

Hey, buddy, why? -
It's just that life burned ...
She still was - with whom,
She still was not enough.

Chorus:
Street, street, street
How many people hang out ...

IV.
Soon you have bothered her,
Soon you changed,
Became you, my friend, out of work,
Soon you forgot.

You did not forget it,
My heart ached and ached ...
How drunk you drank,
To forget, all that was!

Chorus:
Street, street, street
How many people hang out ...

V.
I met her one time -
With someone, she hugged ...
It seems he did not raise his eyes,
Only the soul burst into tears! ..

Took out the Afghan bleed
To be in peace ...
With a shot, he disappeared -
The sky has gone blue ...

Chorus:
Street, street, street
How many people hang out ...
And in the bustle of that nemeroy
You showed up - lost.

You're lying there alone ...
You did not find anything wrong ...
You did not find her sweet,
You did not wait to be beautiful ...