Текст песни Александр Шипов - Альтернатива

poems Yuri Nesterenko

But remember : in a glass of champagne kpovi
 And tears Mapiya . Do not drink . Do not drink .
         
         M.Scherbakov

Not by the will of the poet,
Not the role of the ballet
Hot issues this
Forty- first year .
Not shooting exercises ,
No penalty outfits -
To Smolensk from the Elbe
Came the shells .
In clouds of ash and dust
Purley tanks on the slope ,
Dive bombers howled ,
By accessing the column.
Winds were blowing smoky ,
From the sky poured gravel,
Put a bullet point
In a million biographies ...
So had the chip,
So clock struck -
Rotten brat yesterday
In an unmarked grave .
And even stripped of honor
Called killed,
Became missing ,
Excluded , forgotten.
Mother cries of her son -
Slanting eyes met :
Well, as it is in a foreign country ?
Betrayed , crud , Russia ?
That's all thanks
From saving power,
That's the whole effulgence
Indelible glory ...

But by the will of the poet
Chips re- cast
And bolt pistol
At the right moment skewed .
Yellow brass sleeve
Steel pin touches ,
And undoing young
Politruk razminetsya .
Was his tattered uniform ,
In oily soot arable lands ,
Not bloody wound ,
A medal is decorated .
During the bombing - Attack ...
Disappeared headquarters in the environment
Political instructor , however,
Again survived the battle.
Full faith in the party ,
Under the fire of machine guns
In the battle for Stalin, he led
Thinning company.
To red flag
Hover again over the bread ,
He is in the order of & quot; No step ... & quot;
Had no hesitation.
Time it is ...
And at the station soon
He put his hand on
Shot alarmist .
Later - in a speech battalion
Catching fears
Without entering into the debate ,
Scribbled dispatches .
He himself fought bravely ,
Eternally loyal orders ,
Though wounded twice,
But deadly - never.
And did not know mercy
By talkers to faith?
Went ranks and awards.
The guy made ​​a career .
I do not run under tanks ,
And in the staff premises
Puts his signature on the form :
No forgiveness !
What kind of babble : & quot; Lost ! & Quot;
& quot; Not enough supplies ! & quot;
Death to those who do not believe ,
Did not fulfill orders !
... Milestones in the army long,
But passed half
And back to Berlin
Drove an avalanche.
There will be food and wine ,
There will be songs and dances ...
But so far - Ukraine ,
And in the thickets - rebels .
Kommunyachego paradise
Nahlebalsya with a vengeance ,
Pushed to the edge
Again eh live under Moscow?
No really ! lads farms
Not rumored familiar !
And exploding convoys ,
And burned district committees .
Well our hero ? he is now
Member of the Political Administration ,
Rolls in Ukraine
Pacify the population -
Take hostages in the huts ,
Yes scour the woods,
And to punish the guilty
Or those simpler.
Again, the red flag
Silk hovered over the bread ,
Again construction Gulag
Replenished slaves ...
got a performer
New order on the jacket ,
Went ahead winner
And trembling local resident .
Ticks armies closed ,
German myth dispelled ,
And pulled home
Trains trophies.
Carrying soldiers from Europe
Rags yes gramophones ,
A boss slaves
Loaded wagons.
Our hero before too
Despise riches,
Was also with odds and ends -
Won, and that's that !
Though he was known as iron ,
Was a daring but perfectly formed ,
helpful
Coy some generals.
nod solutions
Someone's fat face,
And he - Increased
With the transfer of the capital.
Next - years of peace ...
No , do not lie , freaks!
It's - the years of hunting
For the enemies of the people .
And the hero of the story
( At the same time , and the Union )
& quot; burning out infection & quot;
As always, not a burden .
Klekotali , circled
Telephone discs
And went to the signature
Bedonosnye lists.
Claimed he was not looking
Emergency measures -
Red flag for the sake of
Or is it a career ?
What's the difference , right ,
Those who perished in the cellars ,
At river crossings
And in the logging ...
But Joseph bent ,
And Lawrence ran ,
Our same services are not leaving ,
Remained afloat .
debunking survived
And squabbling factions
Met era of silence -
baud