Constructions from the concrete and asphalt With sadness panel walls and flooring creaks Where 'news' an application for the freaks You left your childhood on a soviet halt Then army, camouflage, green flask with rum Rough laces, boots disheveled with the time You passed behind the runnings out of school LAST CALL moved out tiny youth deadline Lead bullets whistling under chilling wind, Grey masks prints on the faces like a veil Shades of the past were buried in lead So long ago became a fairy tale... And like an echo of forgotten role Heartbeat entails AWAKENING of mind You should remember only major goal No matter where you are Come home alive!