Текст песни Иркутский ансамбль народной драмы - Паренёк

The six of us that morning cheated death,
And the helicopter, sitting down on the edge of the cliff, calmed down,
But the pilot croaked: I will take three
Sorry, guys, I would not fly otherwise!
Sorry, guys, I would not fly otherwise!

And the clouds swayed over us,
And under the plastic of the helmet the pilot turned gray,
And at sea, we threw an "even-odd"::
Who to fly, who lie among the sand.

Oh, I have these dreams in captivity!
Oh, that dream! And in this dream
Everything about the war, everything about the war ...
All about the war, all about the war ...

Then the cabin crew overboard threw what he could,
And even the water from the heated flasks of the sun.
Together we got out of so many troubles!
And now three fly, three - in the sand ...
And now three fly, three - in the sand ...

And the backs of the dead turn black on the sand,
And the helicopter screams and strives to take off,
Powerlessly the air gushes through the sand like a whip
And everyone hides his face from friends ...

Oh, I have these dreams in captivity ...

But then the yellow-haired boy got up,
He lit a & quot; Pamir & quot; and, choking suddenly,
Another pouch took and silently jumped into the hatch,
And the helicopter went up, leaning on its side.
And the helicopter went up, leaning on its side.

And, swaying, the earth went down,
There, on top of the yellow sand, behind the stone lay
Yellow-haired blue-eyed lad
In a jumpsuit torn color cobble ...

Oh, I have these dreams in captivity ...

I have not slept since that night, the light was firing in vain,
I’m still waiting: what if it comes to me
Yellow-haired blue-eyed lad
In a jumpsuit torn color cobble ...
In a jumpsuit torn color cobble ...

And in the morning work falls out of the hands,
But, only if I forget half asleep,
I lit a "Pamir", followed by a step into the hatch,
I'm lying next to him, killed in the war.

Oh, I have these dreams in captivity ...