Текст песни Леонид Корнилов - я чудом уцелел

I miraculously survived
In the lead-whirl.
Optical sight -
Larger die.
And my shooting eye
Cold, like a lens
As if now
That krovushkoy splattered.
I dried in the sand
And sharpened rocks.
In pritushennyh pupils -
Lights "hot spots".
And I remember more,
As there on the mountain passes,
Recoil shoulder
Otshibaet my soul.
And here it is, black,
Thoracic wound breathing.
A former war
Did not become the former.
Afghanistan ... Caucasus ...
So what? And where is the victory?
Who carried out the order,
That was it for the faithful.
Afghan needle
Prior to the Russian veins got.
Chechnya because of the angle
Moscow won.
And Russia has handed over the Kremlin.
Stripes are creatures.
But the whole Kremlin Ball
I see in the eyepiece.
And finger stroking the trigger.
The last shot is eternal.
And I, like a boat "Kursk"
Killed and classified.

Leonid Kornilov