Текст песни Коммунизм - Дембеля

To leave Omsk Territory
Demobilization, demobilization, demobilization
And where you do not look in these days of May
Everywhere they go drunk.

The term has come to two years in the Army
Now, go home, go home
Goodbye piece of my life was over
Until now the station march.

Somewhere in the distance there is a check point
Everything you left greenhorn
All worries away with my friends go home
Omsk farewell song we sing.

Suitcases they are not easy,
But hurry elderly elderly
At Porta route taxi
They leave Omsk elderly.

On the platform girlfriend in tears
LOOK requests stay of soldiers
No answer let the soldiers on your shoulders
More hands are salazhat.

And the wheels faster and faster
The train rushes us into their homes
The restaurants sit still propyut to ruble
Dembele, muster, muster.

Here the windows of his native city
We are met by its beauty
Here, two years ago, his mother followed us
More inexperienced salazhat.

I opened the door of the familiar
Man, I'm a civilian now the
I would drink and walk, I'll fondle women
And a service of their recall.