Lyrics Снежный барс - Разговор с отцом 15 февраля

& quot; Talk with father February 15 & quot;

Already twenty years have passed since that war
And you're still there and still fighting
From that war, you got anxious dreams
From that war, from that war.

Silvered snowy gray whiskey
But in February, tears are rolling again.
In no way can you move away from that war
From that war, from that war.

From binge to binge again from battle to battle
Plunge to forget
Again and again you lead your Uralovsky march from Shindanta to Kushka
But there is still a serpentine back

Who will come back alive
That nobody knows
But you came back home
Despite everything

Stifling tears and pain from anger and resentment
For all those who stayed there forever
From the war left alive burning screams
Those who sacrificed themselves did not even try to survive

All forget not to get bat yes probably not necessary
This is what you lived for yourself.
After all, not everything was in vain in that strange and distant Afghanistan
After all, not everything was in vain. After all, not everything was in vain.

When shaking up knees terribly scary
Here Shas tank explodes and then just Khan
Your hands are trembling nervously and your eyes look like a mine detector.
The heart in a frantic rhythm knocks
Like beats pschk and just feel like drinking

Who will come back alive
That nobody knows
But you came back
Despite everything .

Day of the withdrawal of troops from Afghanistan
And dull pain was relieved from the heart
Finally everything is over ... yes only lacerated wounds
Scarred can and everything will pass

But the seams did not grow together, and people were thirsting for blood.
Sumgait and Baku blazed with fire
Nagorno-Karabakh and Transnistria
And then Chechnya was thrown into this bloody cauldron

Guys like meat led to slaughter government filth
Oh, how boughs power boiled on the soldiers' bones ..
And you looked at all this and remembered your Afghan
Where the war was tightly remembered
Remembering the already lost and distant Shindant in the mountains

Who will come back alive
That nobody knows
But which of them all will return home
Despite everything

chorus:

Freely unable to bear crying our gray sky
And rain is like tears of gray-haired mothers
And it's not just rain, but rain and snow.
And snow is like a shroud of graying mothers.

The river has spread throughout Russia
With the name Mamkina tear

Already twenty years have passed since that war
And you're still there and still fighting
From that war, you got anxious dreams
From that war, from that war

Silvered snowy gray whiskey
But in February, tears are rolling again.
You can't get away from that wow.
From that war, from that war

You do not drink, sewn up
And granddaughter Nastya calms down on your hands
But sometimes you dream of a winding serpentine from Shindanto to Kushka again.
And thank God there’s no need to go back.

chorus:

Freely unable to bear crying our gray sky
And rain is like tears of gray-haired mothers
And it's not just rain, see Dad, and rain and snow
And snow is like a shroud of graying mothers.

The river has spread throughout Russia
With the name Mamkina tear

Let's just stand at the eternal flame