Текст песни Соколиная охота - Такая работа

Chased, kicked, abused without accounts
In the blood, I'm on the brow - this work.
But if you so hate a company,
Say Reiter, why do you need the infantry?

They were in the towns, where neither whores nor production
Himself can not sit like familiar
Only us a taste of shit mixed with night,
Where our throats cut blunt swords!

Tired of these barbaric billeting,
Where are you and your enemy in the position of an outcast,
Day drunk sergeant night spears and arrows
This work - go back to the whole!

Three hundred left - and they already are melting!
Oh, come on! Infantry - it does not count!
Here we are - the four of us, we left the city,
Now I just poured rain for the goal!

To go for firewood, to rebuild the walls,
The night of the week watch without change,
Everything is wearing flags reluctance!
Relax - not even the whole company is over!

We go for firewood - wood full of infidels,
What the devil! Without the devil smells of sulfur
Under every bush in the damn groves
We are arrows in the blood is excellent rinse!

And what kind of attack - send infantry,
Intelligence service? Well, where is this damn company ?!
They frolic and we are left -
Another would be: do not then they are cut

And I do it all for a copper pre-sold.
Hey, man, I do not envy anyone caught
Whoever meat yourself an idiot,
By selling now groans: Such work!