Текст песни Под гитару - Юность хоронить

My mother did not scold me, I'm drunk,
Today I drank and I drink.
Because the morning early
I'm going to bury the youth.
Because the morning early
I'll go into the army to serve.

My mother will not be there your affection,
And there will not be your concern.
Sergeant create coziness like a fairy tale,
And the old man would call a greenhorn,
Sergeant create coziness like a fairy tale,
And the old man would call a greenhorn.

Mom, there will be no my dear,
Only one I'll wait for you.
So why would I now do not drink,
Sweetheart my darling mother.
So why would I now do not drink,
Sweetheart my darling mother.

My mother did not scold me, I'm drunk,
Today I drank and I drink.
Because the morning early
I'm going to bury the youth,
Because the morning early
I'll go into the army to serve.