I3.03 YaB 1989 H5 sold 
Yasha Brojdo r.1968

Tishe vy, salagi, ne shumite.
Starichok vam pesnyu budet pet'
Kak my ehali v vagonah, kak
          sluzhili v batal'onah
Tishe vy, proshu vas ne shumet'

Ozhidayut lyudi kazhdym letom
Na lugah tyul'pany rascvetut
Nu a nas s toboyu v e`to vremya
Na pryzhki, naverno, povezut.

Snova e`ti krytye mashiny
Shum shosse, shurshanie kol\es
E`ti opustevshie kazarmy
I tebe chut'-chut' ne po sebe

An 12(>An-12) skorost' nabiraet
Podnyalsya v bezoblachnuyu vys'
Oh, chego zh tam serdce zamiraet
Volosy pod shlemom podnyalis'.

Sprygnuli desantniki-sportsmeny
Vot mal'chishka shtoporom poshel
Ostaetsya do zemli 100(>sto) metrov
Ne pomozhet dazhe zapasnoj

I gluhoj udar ob zemlyu, lyudi,
Slyshali li vy kogda-nibud'
Syna vdrug u materi ne budet
Devushka lyubimogo zabud'

Ozhidayut lyudi kazhdym letom
Na lugah tyul'pany rascvetut
Soberut desantniki bukety
Na mogilu drugu otnesut.




Vpered Nazad
Boyan  Rus/Lat