Текст песни Гиена - K

Young Komsomolka in a blue skirt short
Rides a bike at the work district.
Suddenly, the platoon of soldiers Gestapapo came out of the houses,
Schnaps who drank solid in the Zabachka Jewish local.

See the Komsomol darkens, crumbled jerked
And let's tear a skirmon with a poor Soviet girl;
Tried to hide flight - but a soldier with a bristle red
In the ear picked up a flamethrower, and said that, fucking, shoot.

Parisan brave Kohl passed happiness by -
Behind the back of the harmonic duct and the rags of delicious bund
Ran up to the fascist shoes - and let's twist them
And the soldier with a bristled redhead got a foot on the eggs.

Young Komsomolka with Kali, brave guerrilla
The wedding is noisy playing the bayan and crunch of the ram,
A gestapovtsy in the hospital regional district council
Under yourself in beds go!