Текст песни Курсантская - За, что мы...

Pure ringing of glasses and native faces
We are all gathered here to have fun
Remember you a buddy as it was difficult for us,
Like you, the girl quickly sobbed.

Chorus.
Why we drink, for which we drink,
We drink not at the festive table,
For the fact that in life did not come true,
Behind the smell of maiden hair
For the camps where the sky is the roof,
For telegram - married
Behind the march of throws, deaf moans,
We drink for cadet epaulets.

Miss the dirt of the trenches, remember art raids,
How fled on the march, sicking something,
Remember how we lived in the swamps,
So let's drink the guys in the pursuit.

Chorus.