Текст песни Подвальный Зек - Мятый ветеран

Rumpled veteran, an old fag
I am grateful to him, he fought for us
He steps in buhoy oblёvanom jacket
With a wooden walking stick in his hand and hunting

It leads to a tight leash grandson
Grandfather veteran shed their blood & lt;
In the war the young and not crumpled hit
There Nazis shot & gt;, their corpses vomit
The forty-five year stormed Berlin
German women in the ass fucked in the night screaming
Anecdotes in the trenches perennial herb

Retreats advancing captured one hit
But from there he escaped winter
The SS uniform on horseback
Kipisha while not creating garbage
Medal of Honor given to him
Without a sore grandfather went through the war

He goes under the flowers singing dipёrpl
Frontline homies in the face does not recognize
Flowers wanted to impose a veteran
But there was a wildly drunk and rasschitana
He unsettled on his feet and fell
Eternal fire its flames seized

Father, burn down shouting for victory!
Noisy Orchestra him scream drowned
Grandson realized what a drunken grandfather
Chokechain not removed in time

On the dirty pavement to the sound of a siren
In great agony old man died