Текст песни ХимФак - Студенческий фольклор

Well, what do you say about our Department of Chemistry?
What a pity that you have never been
Live itself, we swallow ammonia
Carefully Copts native sky

He graduated from the Department of Chemistry, we, and the ministry will send us
Somewhere in the suburbs Union
There, where day and night smoking a chemical plant
Near the La Perouse Strait

We are not frightened explosions ever
Yes you never know what happened to us?
Here are just a notice sometimes
What remains less than classmates

He graduated from the Department of Chemistry, we, and the ministry will send us
Somewhere in the suburbs Union
There, where day and night smoking a chemical plant
Near the La Perouse Strait

And the fact that we do not live to gray hairs
With such a profession - we know it
Three times a day by phoning 01
03 six days a week call

He graduated from the Department of Chemistry, we, and the ministry will send us
Somewhere in the suburbs Union
There, where day and night smoking a chemical plant
Near the La Perouse Strait