Текст песни гр.Контингент - Майор

He received an increase yesterday,
He was Major - became just a homeless.
Upstairs make power with impatience
And at the bottom only tears and moan.
Well, Motherland, our mother is cute,
What are you paying for the loyalty of children?
Only cling to medals, braving
Yes, the crowns from the throat branches.

Chorus:
Memory moond, meswords, rushes,
The heart is like a tired fighter,
He was chest yesterday for the fatherland,
And today he is in him a fugitive.
Thoughts are circling, circling, circling
Not finding the answer questions
In the soul, like in the spring,
How to make all this nonsense?

And not consider all the generous from the government,
There for two years considered six,
Here are loss of residence permit
And trampled, commercially honored.
No tears, only nerves with a bristle
On tired, fallen cheeks
Sedna on whiskey web
Hopefulness with longing in the eyes.

Chorus. 2 times.