Текст песни Сергей Тимошенко - Сон

sl. and muses. S. Timoshenko, Omsk

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Again I dreamed a dream last night
And for the hundredth time he cursed everything in the world
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I dreamed that I was surrounded
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Around only darkness and the thorny wind
Our young platoon was ambushed
By the end of the cartridges there is no help
The sky covered the stars,
And we are trapped in the grip of the road

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This dream is my pain,
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My memory of that war,
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And she's like a fire
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Constantly burning in me
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About friends fighting,
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Not surviving until that spring,
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The fate of all of the living
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Burnt to see dreams

You can not leave, because wherever you look
To the left there is a precipice, and on the right stones
And our business, it seems, is rubbish
Yes, there was something sad about guys.
And it is clearly heard: here and there
From all sides, spirits shoot at us,
They are coming closer to us
And we are so little and dead like flies

chorus

(transition to the key Fm #)

But here I hear a familiar ringing
And someone's cry: "Boys, turntables!",
But a sharp explosion interrupted my dream
And I lay on a damp pillow
One and the same I have a dream,
How do I perish in the mountains of Afghanistan
And, remembering his battalion,
Looking for answers at the bottom of the glass

chorus