Текст песни Рок-штат - Военкому

I'm here, you hear of course
Me, my friend commissar,
Do not go to me with boots,
My duty is to walk barefoot.

And you all wait for a change
in my contrasting soul
You sleep and see how we all
In the trenches we beat from rifles.

But I won't be the one
Who can kill
I keep living
And to love.

Well, comrade military,
Drooped his head
You wait, your time will come
There will be eternal peace.

I don’t want to go there
Where are the killers being cooked
I don't need a war
To protect the earth.