Текст песни под гитару - Дембель

Morning swims above the water,
Spit someone - a city native,
Dormant native land,
Waiting for their demobilization.
Dembel is not in a hurry,
Stretches holiday soul.
Soon grizzled sergeant
Dembele says, "It's time!"

Chorus:
Dembele, a demobilization -
This "la" is "F"
It is simply Lafayette,
When you muster.
When drunk "piece"
And one march - throw
At the station, where friends - muster.

Dembel does not smoke, does not drink.
Dembel Fatherland save.
He will bring in native land
Peace, peace and quiet.
Ah, why are good
Our army ... Our ...
She loves all the stronger
Dembele, Dembele.

Chorus.

And guard and outfit.
Remember two words soldiers.
He remembers the cold winter,
In the fall of crude remembers
The inscription in the soldier's fate:
"DMB. DMB ... "

Chorus