The letter to the general Z
The generals war as if in a cards play, only stakes in this game - life of the soldiers
AlRu, P4 & Casio-keyboard
I'm just Russian Man
Story behind the song
Chechnya, B-52 above Serbia, submarine "Kursk"
Lyrics
( Music traditional - verses I.Brodskiy in processing AlRu)
key to russians verses
The general,
Our maps a shit, count me out! (untranslatable play of words: In Russian words “maps” and “cards” are written equally)
North not a bit here, that's in a Polar circle!
May I remind, our front in the south!
The general,
We so long sit in a dirt,
That the king of worms beforehand exults (untranslatable play of words: In Russian words “king of worms” and “king of hearths” are written equally)
And the cuckoo keeps silence,
God forbid us, however, to hear, as she cuckoos,
And enemy - go ask,
Why he does not attack us.
The general,
You know, I not the coward,
See the file, guide the information
And let to me will stick an ace of diamonds
Between scapulae - I ask resignation!
The general,
I do not want to die because of
Two or three kings, which
I at all did never set eyes,
However, and to live for them too
I do not want doubly
The general,
I should say to you , that you
Do not exist at all in nature
No, not, that you are dead or bits -
You no in a pack.
The general,
Reserves will not rescue us,
The ace in a sleeve will not change the girst of the matter,
Your Crusade is a nonsense,
Long trumps on the right and at the left
They for a long time loom here
Bright red on dirty white.
By something red
On dirty white.
The general,
Battle further as if the lion,
And I leave a stain on a flag,
The general,
This card house pigsty,
I write you the official report, applying to a flask,
For survived a Great Bluff
I leave a scrap of a paper.
The general,
Our cards a shit, count me out!
North not here, that's in a Polar circle!
May I remind, our front in the south, South, South!
