Текст песни Касатка - Русские Шинели

Russian infantry past the Russian village
Retreating with battle was the size of the company
Outside the outskirts, the elm is alive and ancient
An unexpected order to defend the village

Let the mistress of the machine gun go to the roof
Here is canned food for lunch, here is bread ration
And the hostess is young and so shy
Rusu braid unraveled God, how beautiful

Oh you oh you Russian greatcoats turned black from hot blood
Oh you oh you Russian overcoats from the gray sun turned gray

How old I'm sixteen, I'm a guy from the Urals
Over the years, I have had a lot
And I'm not afraid of death, I'm inveterate guy
It's a pity that I won't get married, I don't know

The woman lay down on her greatcoat, opened her chest
She taught this kindness to a guy
The guy fell to his knees with a hoarseness and a groan
These feet kissed the feet of Russian wives