Текст песни ягода малина - во дворе растет

Raspberries growing in the yard
Man waiting for a young dear
Red cars fly into the distance
The fact that I serve here I is not sorry

Eh! For taking my dear
Eh! Automatic steel
Eh! My boots are black
Eh! And I'm ready for war!

For me, dear heart, no pain
Soon I spend our Dembele
In the meantime, dear, I am serving in the armed forces
Do not cry dear and ukroy your own!

Eh! For taking my dear
Eh! Automatic steel
Eh! My boots are black
Eh! And I'm ready for war!

Soon, dear, I'll be back home
Will our house happiness and peace
In the meantime, dear, I am serving in the armed forces
Do not cry dear and ukroy your own!

Eh! For taking my dear
Eh! Automatic steel
Eh! My boots are black
Eh! And I'm ready for war!

On the steep bank along the village,
Where a long road had been laid,
From a long voyage,
From a long voyage
Roth was, a company was.

Said fellow foreman:
"This is my familiar face
Forever remembered
Forever remembered
I like it, I like it. "

We walked down this street with you,
Remembering only the last battle
And bowed apple
And bowed apple
Above me, me ...