Serjen-yurt, birds don't sing here. In the forest, with fallen leaves, Everything here is steeped in war, Here the night was an unequal battle.
Night mist, and in the dugout all sleep, On office two only are worth, But no one looked back., To them from behind, enemies coming squad. But sleep time, and the enemy is near, And suddenly to him in a dream Came an old man a white-haired. And the guy jumped, He hears the tramp of feet, But who goes to them He couldn't understand right away. Moon night, they can see, Special squad. mercenaries enemies. Go, sneaking slowly, But two boys are waiting for them. Footsteps coming up., But the fire, on them already open. Special squad, eight to go. Explosions rumble, and everything burns. The grenade launcher clicks, And the whistle of bullets explosive, And flies, and bumblebees, and all was have them, Us eight people, kept the dugout, Only dead wood loop, Only Allah can help us. On departure, we got to the woods back, We lie, clutching the machine. No reinforcements, and made a barrier, From all sides, there is fire. Machine gun, turn sent, At that moment, I lost a friend. Charge, the grenade launcher and blast And groan. There are no two of us. We made a breakthrough, managed to move away, All wounded among us, and all stunned, But to help us, we kept the height, Not a long fight, everything is coming to an end. In the unequal battle of that, friends I lost, After all, in the rear of the road to us, a traitor pointed out, But just remember I like it at night moaning, One of the first he was smitten on the spot.
Serjen-yurt, birds don't sing here. In the forest, with fallen leaves, Everything here is steeped in war, Here the night was an unequal battle
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талант! Great song! We need more accurate translations of this song to present the great deep story that it presents.
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Wow... Slow but beautiful 😘😘😘😘
Can you please put tiitles or lycris on english on all of these beautiful songs???? Nowhere on internet Timurs songs dont have english translate…
Serjen-yurt, birds don't sing here.
In the forest, with fallen leaves,
Everything here is steeped in war,
Here the night was an unequal battle.
Night mist, and in the dugout all sleep,
On office two only are worth,
But no one looked back.,
To them from behind, enemies coming squad.
But sleep time, and the enemy is near,
And suddenly to him in a dream
Came an old man a white-haired.
And the guy jumped,
He hears the tramp of feet,
But who goes to them
He couldn't understand right away.
Moon night, they can see,
Special squad. mercenaries enemies.
Go, sneaking slowly,
But two boys are waiting for them.
Footsteps coming up.,
But the fire, on them already open.
Special squad, eight to go.
Explosions rumble, and everything burns.
The grenade launcher clicks,
And the whistle of bullets explosive,
And flies, and bumblebees, and all was have them,
Us eight people, kept the dugout,
Only dead wood loop,
Only Allah can help us.
On departure, we got to the woods back,
We lie, clutching the machine.
No reinforcements, and made a barrier,
From all sides, there is fire.
Machine gun, turn sent,
At that moment, I lost a friend.
Charge, the grenade launcher and blast
And groan. There are no two of us.
We made a breakthrough, managed to move away,
All wounded among us, and all stunned,
But to help us, we kept the height,
Not a long fight, everything is coming to an end.
In the unequal battle of that, friends I lost,
After all, in the rear of the road to us, a traitor pointed out,
But just remember I like it at night moaning,
One of the first he was smitten on the spot.
Serjen-yurt, birds don't sing here.
In the forest, with fallen leaves,
Everything here is steeped in war,
Here the night was an unequal battle
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