Текст песни Голубые береты - Едут на войну пацаны

The train is gaining momentum,
And in the car a whole platoon,
She silently covers the tables.

Appears food,
In the throat is a tear,
The house smells of those pies.

Life was far away,
Where mom and subway,
On the edge, probably the land.

And in the car silence,
Only sad eyes,
Go to the war boys.

Go to the war boys. } 2p.

And in the carriage the daughter sleeps,
And the soul hurts again,
How can there be no husband without a wife.

Mouth looks at the photo,
He smokes in a dirty window,
Soon the company will meet trouble.

Faces of young soldiers
Before him again stand,
The basses are torn on the guitar.

And anxiously so in the chest.
God save the boys.
Go to war the boys

Go to the war boys. } 3p.
They're going ...

Not a kisser yet,
And, embarrassed by the puffy cheeks,
The young sergeant cries at night.

And, probably, he sees a dream,
That the artist is prominent,
He has a huge talent.

Only whether he will,
Or by someone else,
They know only the snow and the rains.

Outside the window,
Everything is left behind.
Go to the war boys.

Go to the war boys. } 3p.
They're going ...
Go to the war boys.