Подполковник Килгор - I love the smell of napalm in the morning - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Feel the smell? It is napalm, son. More nothing in the world smells like that.

I love the smell napalm in the morning. Once we bombed one height, twelve hours in a row. And when it all ended, I climbed it up. There was no one there, even a single smelly corpse. But the smell! The whole hill was impregnated. It was the smell ... Victory!

Someday this war will end.