Текст песни Виталий Леонов - Пограничные войска

The gray downpour is as dense as a wall
Monotonously beating the outpost.
And the service station system sends an alarm signal
And the attendant picks up the phone.

The faithful dog tears the excuse out of impatience,
We leave, dissolving in the dank darkness
What awaits us at the PCB today?
Maybe the trail of the beast, or maybe more serious.

Chorus:
Endless forests, mountains and steppe distances.
The country called us to serve in the border troops,
School life calendar of our youth page
Scrolled through, leaving in our hearts the memory of the border.

We run forward on an untrodden path
Through the downpour to the triggered section
Only then, after many years, will we understand
That this is what male happiness is.

The demobilization order has long sunk into oblivion,
Only the service still we often dream about,
Because at that moment she needed us
The whole country is on that section of the state border.