There was a happening in military enlistment office (milkomat, military commissariat, in Russia)

There was a happening in milcomat
gray-haired guy came
Asked to get him back in line
Everybody was confused
Nobody coud understand, why
And only old colonel asked him:

Chechnya is on fire, the second Afghanistan
Where are you going to, buy?
And why are you want to battle so hard?
You already was there, returned at home
Injured, but alive
And what is not letting you to rest?

Grey-haired guy stayed a bit
And watched to the other side
To cover his tears away
To cover his tears away
It was a quiet in milcomat
And words sounds like a judgment
The words you can't repeat

I saw a death, I saw a fight
And returned home alive
But there is nobody waiting for me
My beloved is with another
And I'm alone in the whole world
But my friends are assaulting the bunker

I see fear and hell in my dreams,
And hear the sounds of cannonade
But my friends are always with me there.
They will help and resque, and always give a friendly hand
And if I'l be killed, they will get back the body


Chechnya is on fire, the second Afghanistan
Where are you going to, buy?
And why are you want to battle so hard?
You already was there, returned at home
Injured, but alive
And what is not letting you to rest?


I saw a death, I saw a fight
And returned home alive
But there is nobody waiting for me
My beloved is with another
And I'm alone in the whole world
But my friends are assaulting the bunker