Текст песни Песни военных лет - На побывку едет молодой моряк

Why do we have in the village
 Do girls commotion?
 Who raised their spozaranok,
 Who could they sleep alarm?

 On furlough rides
 Young sailor!
 His chest with medals,
 Ribbons in the armatures.

 Across the river on the hillside
 We got a girl in a crowd:
 "Hello, - all said in unison -
 Black Sea, our hero! "

 Every hand he shakes
 And looking into the eyes,
 And one laughs -
 "Kissing is impossible!"

 polegonku rest
 The parents in the home.
 Chorus girls sigh -
 We did not like him,

 To what outfits
 Nothing to do with style;
 Not a single girl
 Not in love with it.

 He walks, he joked with everyone,
 Frankly says:
 "As I wake up, immediately Sea
 My ears noise!

 Where under the sun south
 Vast boundless,
 Waiting for my girlfriend -
 Gentle. "

 "Where under the sun south
 Vast boundless,
 Waiting for my girlfriend -
 Delicate "