Текст песни Александр Викторов - На подводной лодочке

On the submarine boat with a motor atomic
Yes, with a dozen bombochek a hundred megatons
Crossed the Atlantic and gunner call:
"Suggests, say - Petrov, at the city of Washington!"

Tru-la-la, Tru-la-la,
I can do all three of the ruble!
Hello, new earth
The enemy!

And on top of each airplane my Vovochka
Do not empty hatches came to visit,
On the submarine boat but with a motor atomic
The crew sang a cheerful song.

Tru-la-la, Tru-la-la,
Can all three of the ruble!
You Shine land
The enemy!

Sweetly asleep in Norfolk lights along the shore,
Sleeping tired toys, negros quiet sleep,
Forgive me, America, good America,
But five hundred years ago you discovered nothing.

Tru-la-la, Tru-la-la,
I can do all three of the ruble!
Burn the land in half
The enemy!