Текст песни Юрий Никулин - Новобранцы

From trees leaves flying out
(flying)
Probably autumn approached,
The guys of all in the army took
(taken away)
It is my turn.
And now bring me a summons
(agenda)
Appear in the Railoen
Do not cry, do not cry my bride
I was given a machine gun.
Mom from the stove flew
(right on the floor),
Sister sour cream prolila
Do not cry, do not cry my milf,
Sister will pick up sour cream.
I do not know, I don't have to
(Oh, inappropriate!)
I do not know, I didn't want
(Did not want!),
I sat down in a wagon
(from going),
On the front German flew.
Above us blue sky
(with clouds)
Under us, black earth
(Chernozem)
And I'm lying on the battlefield
(platoon Owl)
One leg does not move.
Fly airplanes in the sky
(Bombing)
I am the whole leaning lying
Sun is suitable for me
(call Tamarka)
- Let them-say - wound first,
And in the Sanitary Machine "Studebelker"
With him next to putting
But not together! ...