Текст песни Анатолий Калмыков - Когда ты поступаешь, чудак, в МГТУ

When you act,
Crank in Bauman,
You yourself do not know it,
What will live in hell.
After all, the world situation
It has long been tense:
The rocket launcher
The country needs,
The rocket launcher
The country needs.

And now, in the twentieth century,
We in Bauman -
Not the gods, humans,
Accustomed to work,
Sit on the strength of materials
And hammering teormeh.
Great guys
The faculties of all!
Great guys
The faculties of all!

And in the summer as it is necessary,
Will you go to the East.
There's someone zagnetsya
In just a piece.
Nature we are not happy,
We can not sleep at night.
We mosquitoes spoil
From morning till dusk.
We mosquitoes spoil
From morning till dusk.

Then come back again
The native Bauman,
The study forehead uprёshsya -
Once again you're in hell:
And new Classifications
And the old tail ...
And going for a long time
You wriggle.
And going for a long time
You wriggle.

When the arrow will fly
Five and a half years
And it will flutter
Dressed in a skeleton,
There will come a time to say goodbye
With native Bauman.
We will defend
With sweat on his forehead.
We will defend
With sweat on his forehead.

Thunderous applause
You get your diploma.
Now we are not students,
Dear comrade!
Now, we - the engineers,
Accustomed to work.
So we will keep in the heart
Native Bauman,
So we will keep in the heart
Native M! T! T! There!