Текст песни Анисимов Н. - Медведи - Про Русских лётчиков

Having taxiing on the flight
On the strip the ship will stand
At the executive "prayer" - all on the map.
Screws - eight - on the palm
Run, break, bend, set
And we will leave all the problems there - at the start.

The route is not on the eye
We believe the navigator - on time
There is no internet available and Google
And fifty years ago
Bombёry as if on parade
Go to the North, then to leave "the corner".

And if "lettered" Our board
We were escorted by escort
That is not only in heaven orchestral copper
And somewhere in the NATO headquarters
Encryption hastily scribbling -
Flying into the Atlantic Russian "Bears"
Flying into the Atlantic "bears" ...

Spilled coffee burn
Buffeting us cares
Weather - rubbish! And on the radar illumination completely.
And in the fuselage - "revolver"
He manufacture - USSR
God said, "yankesy" that Russian roulette.

And instead of glad tidings
"Foods" report about guests
We hang a pair of planes villains
They're also ahead
And almost in blister us wing
These greyhounds - as a rule - from the United States.

But do not change the course of the board
Although our escort impudent
... We send them home to your favorite lady.
And somewhere in the NATO headquarters
The alarm sounding and all the run -
Came into the Atlantic Russian "Bears"
Came into the Atlantic "bears."

Sorry, there are no roads in the ocean
And it is for us as a hay stack
We have to look at it damn needle
And we are looking at the risk and fear
Aircraft carrier on waves
Instead we find that all the task - to no avail.

And the cry: "I see the commander!"
Suddenly a silent tear ether
Iron box with a height already evident
There chertyhnёtsya Admiral
Spacing suit and Abraham
And we are so happy - like little children

We will swing wings escort
Will send a report about Russian aboard
Flight will be removed and our neighbors.
They will hang in the headquarters
Only will argue among themselves
Once again come to the Atlantic "bears"
Come out into the Atlantic "bears."

We go on a date
Each other tanker find
And seven pots come down, but we'll catch cone
Though hard to keep mode
We cherish every ton
But the turbulence we will raise the overall tone.

Our plane buzzes charter
He remembers different places
Vietnam, Angola, Cuba and Guinea
Fathers flew there before us
But if we give the order
We will b able. After all, we - know how!

And the crew - he just could
And let fatigue knocks down
But we are so glad our little victory
What we do not sleepy
Do not sleep today garrison
They returned home from the Atlantic "bears"
Come home "bears"
Go waddling "bears" ...
Home favorite "bears"