Текст песни Курсанты ЯРУ - Не дай бог, я вернусь на гражданку

God forbid, I will return to the citizen,
God forbid I marry a citizen,
I will arrange such a party! ..
And get drunk at my own wedding.
I’ll arrange a guardhouse in the basement,
I’ll put an evil mother-in-law there,
I’ll put a house
Young pretty wife.
I'll teach her the routine
Will know what a climb is
Will fly fly to charge
And nail the floors of the house.
Even children, as soon as they are born,
Take the course of a young fighter,
And later they will be proud
What had such a father.
To better remember the charters,
I will give them concentrates,
Pea soup, millet porridge
I’ll make chewing with breadcrumbs.
Well, my mother-in-law fighting
With march-throws I'll drive
I’ll teach you to sing a song
And at a meeting I give honor.
And when Sunday comes up,
I’ll put all my relatives in an outfit,
Well, I’ll go to dismissal myself
How excellent, exemplary soldier.