Текст песни Гимн ФМЛ 239 - Уважаемая школа

Train yellowed magazines, books, newspapers
Tutorials, notebooks, cards, letters ...
Slightly with sadness looking at the ranks of past years,
Again, our school we gathered.

Ink tanks floated paper hundreds of tons,
Set epoch name do not glue,
Passed from the ice, she is bironous times
And before the plate 239 ...

Dear school, respected school, respected school,
You are nozzles ... but you still wait for the path of mysterious and long,
A series of lessons, change ...
(A.Kavokin, 1987)