Текст песни Тимофей Тюрин - Русский офицер

Russian officer
Russian officer went to the Caucasus,
On the orders of priest-king,
Brave mustache, horse - at least for show,
And his eyes lit valor.

There used to be my grandfather also fought,
He asked for a light to the Persians,
A commission bequeathed her grandson
And the enemy does not give way to the Caucasus.

CHORUS:
A Service of the Caucasus is not easy,
Although we no longer cadets,
For the honor and the flag of his regiment,
In the Russian spirit of the Russian "Hurrah!"

Marched mountain squadron
He's seen a lot of fights,
On the big screen exposed ridge,
He closed securely pass.

Russian officer coming to the Caucasus ...
One hundred and two hundred years, run of the year,
Holy he remembers his grandfather mandate:
Protect the Russian South.
Chorus.