Текст песни Юрий Никулин - Теплушка

HEATER
I.Nikolaev-M.Tanich

When trains echo at night on concave rails
And I won’t fall asleep from my sleeplessness,
I'm back in the hut - shag and forty guys
Everyone is going and going to another war.

    Teplushka
    Shag and forty guys
    And twenty
    Of us did not come back.

The reserve soldiers cannot sleep: our memory prevents us from falling asleep,
Snowball flies from blued trunks and axes,
And somewhere from the orbit of the antenna, swinging a little bit,
Permanently, invariably watching the planet for everything.

    Teplushka
    An accordion and forty guys
    And twenty
    Of us did not come back.

There are obelisks - there are many of them in endless Russian fields,
A little car rushed off somewhere and forty guys ...
But I hear at night: the trains are booming in covers,
Is it really going to happen that all this is again rediscovering?

    Teplushka
    Shag and forty guys
    And twenty
    Of us did not come back.
    And twenty
    Of us did not come back.