Соль земли
Also known as Ваш сын взошёл по небесной лестнице lyrics.
English translation of Восхождение by Соль земли
To native places, to Orthodox crosses,
Leaving Afghanistan behind.
The wolf pack, war, crescents.
In the carcass of the chopper boys fit.
In bad news fathers don't always believe:
Your son has ascended the ladder of heaven.
A little drunk, the one who fell the ACE of the cross, carry a load of 200.
Took the guys to Afghanistan, returned the remains,
And then there were tanks at Ostankino.
And Tanya never found another,
The other way without legs, he's all I got.
And not left God, saved from much
Sergei, her son, did not hurt power.
Teach boy and together they wept,
When they first gave me my father's medals.
He loved the book about Hidalgo and Metallica.
Small parts glued helicopters.
The ice was cut with a skate, worked with his fists.
Sealed the camera, drove on the old " Kama"
To dark. She did everything she could,
Tired but proud, always without a murmur.
Alive among robots, alien to their apathy.
Heart warmed in the arms of crucifixes.
And in ' 95 again raised the folder:
Folder received a hero posthumously.
Smertin, Anton, a 58-year birthday,
He completed the ascent.
The fire in his son's eyes is unquenchable.
Semipalatinsk and Hiroshima.
In chromosomes sewn star
Indestructible charisma of the characters.
From the pilot demoted to aircraft manufacturers.
He was very calm, but his patience ran out.
With fierce hatred spit in the face:
"I'm not flying with that bastard!
Let them kill. If the stars allow,
Such I also enemies.
They are the same spirits, do you hear, Andryukha?
Flies are buzzing over you."
Monster, report, departure, flight Shtrafbat,
Radios crackle, call cut, landing.
Hidden in the right square.
Down the map. Godspeed, guys!
The earth groans in flames.
It is the fire itself.
With round three balls at the holes.
Contusion during tied in a knot.
The sour taste of blood, for the first time like,
And anger at the broken spine.
In short - no luck, consciousness goes out.
As the kitchen was zagolosili spirits.
Somewhere in Tashkent hookers ... Andrei,
And Anton was cut from ear to ear.
To native places, to Orthodox crosses,
Leaving Afghanistan behind.
The wolf pack, war, crescents.
In the carcass of the chopper boys fit.
In bad news fathers don't always believe:
Your son has ascended the ladder of heaven.
A little drunk, the one who fell the ACE of the cross, carry a load of 200.
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