Текст песни СЕВЕР ВОСТОЧНЫЙ - во славу бригады

the sun rises over our capital
our faces are happy as it should
drink to the glory of the brigade

We drink to the elders, and those who are with us
for the deceased and those who are below us
Hotels with a smell of wax
for the adidas three stripes

for who we were, for whom we have
drink to the center, districts, suburbs,
for trains, taxis and minibuses
for Mercedes, Bentley, Mini Cooper,

for they considered the bill
for creativity and culture
for there is always a fresh beer in bars
for Kalashnikov and Makarov

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for adidas and cricket
for loud cries
for a beautiful life
for floors where we lived for a profit
We arrived where you were not

not losing hope
moans for gentle ladies without clothes
for our needs and expectations
for the fact that someone needs us, and it is deserved