Текст песни Михаил Никулин - Мой лучший друг Гитлер

That was a simple autumn day,
I was young and stupid.
To me, with his cap askew,
Gide he threw the corpse.

It is hard to believe,
It is difficult to accept.
But shchito do,
I can not be silent! ..

After all, my best friend - Hitler!
My best friend of Hitler!
Our dear Adolf, oh, I'm confused!
Our dear Adolf, because you need us so! ..

We joked and chatted
All day and night.
And playfully allowed
Jews under the gray ice.

Speech loud verbs,
Commissioners hang
I can not afford ...

After all, my best friend - Hitler!
My best friend of Hitler!
My dear Adolf, get the sword from its scabbard!
Where are you, Adolf, when you need him! ..

And then type a dash such solos, in.

Maybe I ebanulsya,
From Aryan power ...
The pool sracha I woke up
After a stormy night.

Oh Well fucking Hitler!
Hitler, Hitler sukamraz!
What are you, fucking, Adolf? Again, I'm confused!
From vodyary was filthy, so shell-shocked?