Текст песни Павел Бабаков - Партизанская борода

Then reconnaissance, then ambush
Stream, shave to me when?
Inevitable annoyance
Parisan beard!
Beard my beard,
What are you angry!
Spoke earlier - brush,
They say now - broom.

Chorus:
Guy i'm young
And I go with a beard.
I do not worry
Let it grow to the belt.
That's when we finish the battle
Immediately we will take care of the razor.
We will cut, dress up
With cute kissing.

On the enemy shoot apt
And call me in the ranks
Whether "Baby", or "Dedka"
Behind my beard.
But everywhere fighting
Bearded Arrow
And hello how young
And honor as an old man.

I'm not grief, not a turn,
That in the detachment they say:
"That's so delayed kids,
Young, and bearded! "
Only one sadness
Non-religious trouble:
Partisan medals
Closes a beard.