Lyrics Александр Ф. Скляр - Команданте Че

I stand with both feet
 On dry land,
 I am told that it will rain,
 He will go in October.

 I do not care, this
 Meaningless, boring war
 I want to finish it,
 I want it all to break.

 But do not go out as beysya
 There is no output at all
 I'm not just a soldier ...
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante
 I Comandante Che Guevara

 My pouch is empty and my tube
 No more tobacco
 We all wandered the sixth day
 Surrounded by the enemy

 And the smoke came my way
 And there was only fear,
 That all efforts to nowhere
 Blank detail ashes and dust

 But doom and humble
 His will and dream
 I'm not just a soldier ...
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante
 I Comandante Che Guevara

 Strings of the house and they are not
 To break one of my wife
 My other mother
 And from one scarf
 And the stone from the other
 And that's all I'm taking with me

 Some leave and others
 Remain forever
 Who am I careless brook
 Or deep river?

 That through the years say son
 And when he has gray
 That will be remembered about me
 And who will follow me?

 God grant me the strength,
 To adequately approach
 By its boundaries
 I'm not just a soldier ...
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante Che
 I Comandante
 I Comandante Che Guevara
 I Comandante Che Guevara
 I Comandante Che Guevara