Текст песни Александр Харчиков - Учитель из штрафбата

Played, fought, disassembled the gate,
To build rafts;
Burned fires on the river
My first teacher commanded his mouth
In the penalty battalion on the Kursk arc.

He was a stupid woman, lived in a school apartment,
He believed that he was needed by the Soviet country,
As a Russian apostle in the front uniform
Supreme hung on his wall.

Pulled war because of the horizon,
But people are tired of the previous war
We are children of soldiers returned from the front
We are the late children of the Great country.

Ideas, illusions drunk governor
We betrayed - now all the enemies
Forgotten the country war songs
Teacher in the grave, and we are the finnish.