Su-4

It is fine to sit in the darkness in the old casemate of blown long time ago pillbox, to listen how the drops of water from the ceiling measured your time off, to look after lazy dances of the specks of dust in the solar beams which are making its way through furiously bent rods of armature, to think in silence about of all heppened here and going to happen...
To say the truth, I could not bear it here more than one minute...