The War
Give me your hand.
Shit happens…
Take the jug.
It’ll be us next!
I didn’t like her at first -
full of herself. Wouldn’t even look at you.
I didn’t understand
that she was just embarrassed.
We all crapped in the same bucket.
And I thought ginger
was a right weed.
In the hole, it’s
every man for himself -
you’re always hungry
and they beat you the whole time.
He wasn’t too bad, though.
He looked after her.
A “gentleman”.
And from the start with me…
because of my English, no doubt.
Back in Tobolsk I finished
computer school
and in Chechnya I’d get the news
by Internet for Aslan.
…and a whole lot more besides.
I whipped your sorry black arses and
I’ll keep whipping them
because you’re enemies…
Did they pay you well?
Don’t kill me! Please!
I just arrived, I’m not guilty! Please!
My mum’s all…
I’m worn out. Can’t get any relaxation.
There’s a war on…
When will it end?
When all the Russians
will live in the North.
You’re white.
You’ve got the White Sea.
We’re black.
We’ve got the Black Sea.
Why did you kill the lads?
It took me three years
to find that Lieutenant.
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