"Мне можно: пить, курить, матом ругаться, а тебе нельзя!" моя сестра про меня.
Sound the bugle now - play it just for me

As the seasons change - remember how I used to be

Now I can't go on - I can't even start

I've got nothing left - just an empty heart



I'm a soldier - wounded so I must give up the fight

There's nothing more for me - lead me away...

Or leave me lying here



Sound the bugle now - tell them I don't care

There's not a road I know - that leads to anywhere

Without a light feat that I will - stumble in the dark

Lay right down - decide not to go on



Then from on hight - somewhere in the distance

There's a voice that calls - remember who your are

If you lose yourself - your courage soon will follow



So be strong tonight - remember who you are

Ya you're a soldier now - fighting in abattle

To be free once more -Ya that's worth fighting for



Я обожаю эту песню... прямо чувствуешь ветер шевелящий твои волосы... И на душе так приятно хорошо спокойно.... А душе поет боец разбуженный мелодией свободы...

@музыка: OST Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron