Текст песни Пограничные песни - Зеленые погоны

* I picked up the guitar , playing and singing *
It has been packed with suitcases -
Flew two arduous years ,
But do not sleep tired pograntsam
Before the long-awaited road.
I'll come soon, very soon -
Only in February swallow white fluff .
Forgetting simple words
For a moment zastynut
The blue eyes of your tears ...
On the green shoulder straps drop your palm ,
Sparkling white snowflakes ...
It's nothing that two years
My lips were a little rougher -
This is what in the heat and cold
I whispered a pledge your imyayaya - ahhh ...