Текст песни Солдатские песни - Дембеля

Leave to their homes
Demobilization, demobilization, demobilization
And where you do not look in these days of May
Everywhere they go drunk

Goodbye native PPC
More I do not sit on the lip
Goodbye piece of service period is over
To the station one march throw

train hurtling faster and faster
He takes home Dembele
sit in the restaurant all propyut to ruble
Dembele, muster muster

At the station, the girls in tears
Quietly whisper: Stay soldiers
No, replied the soldier, even on your shoulders
They will lay hands salazhat

Stopping our city home
He meets her beauty
Here, two years ago, his mother followed us
Even inexperienced salazhat

I opened the door of the familiar
Man, I'm a civilian now the
I would drink and walk, I'll fondle women
And about his service to remember