Текст песни Белый Орёл - Мундирчик

For me at the time I was a brand new mundirchik,
On you was pale blue shawl
But your dad was so to me picky,
What had I to lose you, but sorry!

For me then hung aiguillettes
All kind of touches new epaulettes.
Since I had known in St. Petersburg dandies
In Moscow, the ladies I was waiting for new victories.

I sang to you while officers sonnets.
My voice pierces the night and silence.
You had so fascinated the epaulettes
With whom I had gone to war.

You will enjoy Paris and fashion salons
I am also waiting for civil war.
I'll have to do some fighting with Budyonny
And you have to Marseille wave carries.

Said I to you and your dad
"Mersey side" by Russian I used could not,
But you are gone from the fate of our country,
Well good-bye and God bless you.