Текст песни Ленина Пакет - Мы из Кронштадта

Hogu leg - Black Lukich
Finger across - dry lips.
A boy in his coat - a little old man.
We struck up a march green pipe.

We are from Kronstadt,
We are from Kronstadt ...

Near the toilet Latvian shooter
Red stars on a gray fur hat.
Zorko Looking to not run away.
It's hard to knit loop of a shirt.

White legs on the white snow,
The body was swollen, and everything is unclear.
It will be spring, and I will run.
Voice crisp, stump vague.
His legs Black Lukic.
Mouth wide, dry lips.
A boy in his coat, a little old man.
We struck up a march green pipe.

We are from Kronstadt.
We are from Kronstadt.