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" Dear Mother " (words and music - folk ) . ( Singer: Kasane Kaziev ) . My dear mother , I will not scold , What do you have under the law so early gave . We today with friends , oh mother , lives in a different entering ; So went unnoticed golden time . We today with friends , oh mother , lives in a different entering ; So went unnoticed golden time . Unknown men , mom , took roughly by the collar , At night, we were taught how to rub the floors . And then months , oh mom will not let on . All sciences have learned how to kill people . And then months , oh mom will not let on . All sciences have known my mother how to kill people . It was spring, mom , sometimes golden ; Three of our lads went from custody ... At the seventh kilometer , oh mother , their dog caught , Their soldiers tied up, mom , led to the shooting . At the seventh kilometer , oh mother , their dog caught , Their soldiers tied up, led to the shooting . Them against the wall , mother, turned his back ... Gryanul volley machines and they fell . And the corpses of the dead , oh mother , both rags unnecessary Discharge machines, three soldiers passed. And the corpses of the dead , oh mother , both rags unnecessary Discharge machines, three soldiers passed. Over the hill , over a cliff , Mom, there is a cross of wood. His girl gently pressed to his chest. Ahead --- not an icon , oh mother , and the exclusion zone , A half-asleep on the tower looming security officer . Опрос: Верный ли текст песни? Да НетВконтакте Мой мир Одноклассники Google+
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Мы сегодня с друзьями, ой мама, В жизнь иную вступаем, Так прошла незаметно Золотая пора. Мы сегодня с друзьями, ой мама, В жизнь иную вступаем, Так прошла незаметно Золотая пора.
Незнакомые дяди, мама, Грубо брали за ворот, По ночам нас учили, Как полы натирать.
А потом месяцами, ой мама, Не пускали на волю. Все науки познали, Как людей убивать. А потом месяцами, ой мама, Не пускали на волю. Все науки познали, Как людей убивать.
Это было весною, Золотою порою, Трое наших парнишек Из-под стражи ушли.
На седьмом километре, ой мама, Их собаки догнали, Их солдаты связали, На расстрел повели. На седьмом километре, ой мама, Их собаки догнали, Их солдаты связали, На расстрел повели.
Их поставили к стенке, Повернули спиною, Грянул залп автомата И упали они.
А по трупам умерших, ой мама, Как по тряпкам ненужным, Разрядив автоматы, Три солдата прошли. А по трупам умерших, ой мама, Как по тряпкам ненужным, Разрядив автоматы, Краснопузые прошли.
Над холмом, над обрывом Стоит крест деревянный. Его девочка нежно Прижимает к груди.
Впереди не икона, ой мама, А запретная зона, А на вышке маячит, Полупьяный чекист. Впереди не икона, ой мама, А запретная зона, А на вышке маячит, Полупьяный чекист
My dear mother, I do not scold you, That me you so early, Under the law gave.Today we are with friends, oh mother,We enter another life,So passed unnoticedThe golden time.Today we are with friends, oh mother,We enter another life,So passed unnoticedThe golden time.
Unclean uncles, mother,Roughly took the gate,At night we were taught,How to rub the floors.
And then for months, oh mother,They were not allowed to go free.All sciences have learned,How to kill people.And then for months, oh mother,They were not allowed to go free.All sciences have learned,How to kill people.
It was in the spring,Gold sometimes,Three of our boysThey left the custody.
At the seventh kilometer, oh mother,Their dogs caught up,Their soldiers were tied up,We were taken to the shooting.At the seventh kilometer, oh mother,Their dogs caught up,Their soldiers were tied up,We were taken to the shooting.
They were put to the wall,They turned their backs,Gul out the volley of the machine gunAnd they fell.
And according to the dead bodies, oh mother,As for rags unnecessary,Discharging machines,Three soldiers passed.And according to the dead bodies, oh mother,As for rags unnecessary,Discharging machines,The redheads have passed.
Above the hill, above the precipiceThere is a wooden cross.His girl is tenderHe presses to his chest.
Ahead is not an icon, oh mother,And the restricted area,And on the tower looms,The half-drunk Chekist.Ahead is not an icon, oh mother,And the restricted area,And on the tower looms,The half-drunk Chekist
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Gentle hands stroked me And you smile so beautiful Mom, mom, I love you, With Mom very happy with such a I. Mom, good dear mother, The most beautiful mother. How are you caring mother, How you love me. I've sadly, comfort me, Give your advice and the problem will be solved. Mom you are my friend, my support, Thank you teach me to pray. Mom, good dear mother, The most beautiful mother. How are you caring mother, As you like ... Mom, good dear mother, The most beautiful mother. How are you caring mother, How you love me. Mom, good dear mother, The most beautiful mother. How are you caring mother, As you like ... Mom, good dear mother, The most beautiful mother. How are you caring mother, How you love me. Опрос: Верный ли текст песни? Вконтакте Мой мир Одноклассники Google+
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