Текст песни Константин Ступин - Ганс

Old, leaky skull
In a rusty German helmet
Said he was a soldier
And they called him Hans.
He gave me strong schnapps
And played the harmonica
Assault battalions march,
"Do you remember Hans Horst Wessel?"
And in the morning I remembered
That the sea of schnapps drank yesterday,
He puzzled and realized:
"Yes, that was true!"
This memory has returned
She is standing and waiting near the house
She's like an angel of death
And now her word.
She's true, she's a whore
And if necessary, she will start shooting again.