Текст песни В.Голованов - нет труднее роли...

Wheezing hopeless patient, edema,
Bloody foam crawling inside.
Someone agile fear hiccuping
With a trembling hand picking 03.

Shines as a beacon, rumbling sprung
Bears the call with a team doctor.
On slippery ice, through the snowy mountains -
Eagles SMP is still uneasy.

No more difficult role, but you carry it a heavy cross
Your life - a "day-by-two"
No beautiful proportion than with the syringe on the edge
That help, who are sick

Diagnosis is still on the brink
Tossed syringes, CT-3M hissed
Venous tourniquet tied legs
Bursting ECG, and the patient zabaldel

Team contract work cheerfully
And Lasix liters flows through the veins
Urine bucket filled with sonorous
Ampoules and mountain on the plate grows

Chorus

In the Name of the Father, God, spirit and son
Soul trembling as at the Last Judgment
Lock the ganglia we pentaminom
Under the groans of relatives, under the control of blood pressure

Although the organism is poured all useful
The breath of the patient, at least, even though cry
But the true movement in the box iron
Cherished vial calculate physician

Chorus

Spat press, flamed mat
With anguish in my heart, with Belomoro in the teeth,
Forgetting all starika- Hippocrates
The weary hands clutching threefold.

Zadran to the ceiling tired feet
The smoke-filled kitchen in the moonlight
Doctors recall former swelling,
Those battle, where they were cut together