Sometimes there’s a “just right” aesthetic about a piece of art.
If you get it, you get it.
It’s a gut level infantryman song.
Obviously dated because it’s about events from over two decades ago.
But it has that hummable “backyard-guitar” quality to it.
Title translates to: “Just don’t tell mom I’m in Chechnya”
This version has subtitles if you want to catch the lyrics.
It isn’t sad, it’s haunting.
Enjoy.
P.S. the internet is awesome in its own way -- I found an updated version, set for Bakhmut instead of Chechnya: