It buried in the globe


It buried in the earth,
And it was only a soldier,
All, friends, soldiers, simple,
Without titles and awards.
Him as the mausoleum of the earth -
A million centuries,
And the Milky Way pylyat
Around him laterally.
On the slopes of red clouds of sleep,
Metelitsa sweep,
Heavy thunder thunder,
Wind run charge.
Once upon a time the battle is over ...
Hands all friends
Put the guy in a ball of earth,
As if in a mausoleum ...