Текст песни Лис и Лапландия - 11 - Август

AUGUST (Lys)

What sort of insignia?
We are young obscene,
Release of the forty-first year,
Hastily formed company.

The sun plays with paints,
Napekaet heads in helmets.
Нас с трехлинейками Мосина
The tank attack thrown.

We know how the girls like it,
Bullets do not have to bow down.
Here we go in full growth,
And do not say please
That none of us
Не доживет до августа.

Вот идем такие красивые,
And behind us Russia.
Bullet fool, the bayonet fellow,
At the end of July and the month.

Full length ...
And do not say please
That none of us
Не доживет до августа...