And now the promised continuation of the soldier's lyrics.
S O L D A T S A R U B R I C A .
sent from
part of the signalmen
city of Poltava
TARASIKOM
especially for
TOWN.
Instincts are stronger than brains here
Desires are stronger than the soul,
But if you are raised by a Man,
Then you will be it until the end.
│ Poltava is a land of miracles
│ Military forest is everywhere here.
│ There are no people here, but there are cadets,
│ There are no animals here, but there are sergeants.
│ For those who have not been here, perhaps there will be
│ It will take a sip of grief and melancholy,
│ And the one who was will not forget.
│ Until the gravestone.
I'm standing on the pedestal as an orderly
You can't even stretch your legs
Oh, if you only knew, battalion commanders,
How I want to sleep.
│ It may be hard for us,
│ When fate puts you in a vice.
│ The iron may bend,
│ But signalmen - never.
Forget about adidas, son.
They will give you a gas mask
Forget the sneakers too
Here they will give you boots.
L O V A R I K
│
│ Dining room outfit - disco
║
║ Rise - stab in the back
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║ Sergeant - a striped beast
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║ Dining room - survival of the fittest
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║ Fizo - deer die standing
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║ Ramrod - a tool for raking
│personnel.
│
│ Guys are joining the army
│ I left too, but don’t be sad.
│ After all, the guys are returning,
│ I’ll be back too, just wait.
You are not a citizen here,
The law is different here
Here instead of a guitar
Kalash behind my back.
Don't forget this date
On this day I became a soldier
Put on a new uniform
And it thundered to Poltava.
I run with a machine gun under my arm
And I see the tram leaving,
Oh, if only you knew, brothers,
That the army is not heaven.
At home everything is good or bad,
You won't know until you receive the letter.
I sleep and see tomorrow,
And I see the life of my family.
You get used to being hungry
And all the time I eat quickly,
You get used to being tired
And I don't get enough sleep all the time,
You get used to being a soldier
And endure everything all the time,
But get used to being without loved ones
You will never be able to.
I can't write anymore
I won’t look for beautiful words
I’ll just write two words:
“I love you” and “I won’t forget.”
Who fucks in the rain and mud -
Our valiant connection.
If there is no rain and mud,
The communications chief is fucking us.
It takes 1 night to become a woman
And to become a man, it takes 1.5 years.
Not everyone has it in this world
Caress the girl with your hands.
Someone needs thistime
And hold a machine gun in your hands.
Years will pass, summers will pass
Perhaps centuries will pass
And everything will be forgotten in the world,
But our service - never.
│ Here they might call us a dog,
│ They don't care about our honor,
│ And in our hearts we will send them to...,
│ But we’ll still answer: “Yes!”
I remember that spring day -
Crowd at the walls of the military registration and enlistment office.
Sadness on faces is like a shadow,
I then became a soldier.
Who worked and tried,
He died before demobilization.
Who gave a fuck about the service,
He lived to see demobilization.
It's spring for us, it's spring for you,
Same dates.
You have a glass of wine in your hands,
We have machine guns.
You're not here and I miss you
I love the photo and the shore.
I often remember you
I can't forget you.
We met by chance
I fell in love with you jokingly
Now believe me darling
That I can't live without you.
The rose withers from the frost,
The rose withers from the rain,
And my love for you
It will never wither.
Alone in melancholy and sadness
It hurts me to tears, but I endure it.
And this little book
He will tell you about my life.
It's hard without a cigarette
It's hard sometimes without sleep,
But it’s even more difficult for a soldier,
When there is no letter for him.
I congratulate you, mother,
Thank you for everything.
You, mother, raised me,Blessed my life.
Live, dear, for a long, long time
And be healthy, don’t get sick,
Be happy and be beautiful
But don't you dare cry.
I serve near the pine trees,
There are forests around me
I write four words:
"I'm bored without you."
Winter will pass, summer will pass,
And there spring is just around the corner
And with the first ray of dawn
I'll come to your home.
And getting the white color,
We scrub the toilet together.
It has always been this way and it will always be so,
And for this we were born:
When we are loved, we do not love,
They don't love us - that's how we love.
Who didn't die in diapers,
He won't die in foot wraps.
Where there is love, there is no shame,
Remember this forever.
Yes, the fate of a soldier is not easy -
Alarms, shooting, training ground.
And it's good at home: guys
They sit and drink moonshine.
I drink to the house, to the girls in tears,
But the first toast is for those in boots.
A soldier guards a guy's sleep,
Who sleeps with his girlfriend.
Open your notebook, my friend or girlfriend,
And run your eyes along the lines
They were written during leisure hours
Longing for home and friends.
Civil regime - eat and lie down,
Soldier mode - run hungry.
In civilian life there is a regime -
We've all eaten and are lying down.
Well, in the army the regime is
We are all hungry and running.
If you end up in the Army, be proud
If not, be happy.
That girlthat in days of separation
Managed to remain faithful
And did not go into the wrong hands,
She deserves to be loved.
The army is a big family
But it's better to be an orphan.
The sergeant major is our dear mother,
And the sergeant is his own father.
What the hell is this family like?
I'd rather be an orphan.
Don't make noise infantry, don't make noise tanker
You see a signalman sleeping quietly under a birch tree.
We are not afraid of work,
We don't run away from work.
There is no work - we go to bed,
There is work - we also sleep.
The army is:
1.5 years away from loved ones
18 months in boots
78 weeks without beer
548 days without my beloved
13152 hours waiting for demobilization
789120 minutes of constant jokes
47,347,200 seconds of fighting with myself
yourself.
The more oak trees there are in the Army,
The stronger our defense.
- Why is there no KVN in the Army?
- 1) Because everyone is happy
guardhouse,
and all resourceful people are at home.
- 2) Because everyone is happy
guardhouse,
and all the resourceful ones are in the medical unit.
So that the service does not seem like honey,
The country of the sergeant gave birth.
I ate so much oatmeal in the army,
What in civilian life am I ashamed to look at?
horse in the eye.
Hurry up, dinner and lights out,
I wish I could demobilize and go home soon.
I won't forget muchyears
Soldier's soup, soldier's bread.
“I am immortal,” said Kashchei.
But in vain he boasted so much!
Kashchey took a sip of Poltava cabbage soup
And he fell down dead.
Friends from vodka on the horns,
And I’ve been wearing boots for a year and a half.
The time of youth is the best years,
Happiness of people and friends.
Everything that is written in this notebook is
Memory of my service.
I drank tea, ate butter,
Sang a goodbye song
Sleep soldier, good night
Demobilization became a day shorter.
Ate the butter
The day has passed
Demobilization became a day shorter,
Sleep, our grandfather, good night.
Drink, friends, have fun,
Let the traffic jams fly to the ceiling,
But I just ask - don’t forget
Leave a sip for demobilization.
Youth does not die in a bottle,
Youth perishes in boots.
To help the demobilizer,
You need to sleep day and night.
Before you twist love
Learn to twist foot wraps.
The stool flies like a bird -
Some grandfather let him in
And here's a blow to the head -
Consider that the fucker has come to you.
The soldier is waiting:
mother - forever,
friends - 1.5 years,
girlfriend - 1 year,
Sergeant - 45 seconds.
1.5 years instead of lips and eyes
I kiss the gas mask.
Drink vodka, dudes,
I'm suffering from sadness
But I will tell you by nature:All of you should be in soldier's clothing.
Who does not know the weight of boots,
He does not know the charm of beauty.
I want the light of your smile
Always burned in my soul
For all the worries that are on your shoulders
tired lay down,
From the bottom of my heart - a soldier's bow
to the ground.
I slept at home on a soft pillow,
And here I sleep on a “brick”.
Oh, how sad it is for me,
When the "brick" flies towards me.
I'm tired of twisting my socks in civilian life
I achieved my goal - I wear smelly foot wraps.
From the next verse it is clear that even though in the army there is no
honey, but you still need to be able to force yourself to live and
live at least in hope. Hope to return from
army, to meet with my beloved, with my mother, with friends.
This is the only way to stay in the army
human, even though it will be oh, how difficult.
When there is no goal in life,
No problems and no worries
Not the whole wide world
And the evening light is not the same.
And when your whole life is full -
There is work, thoughts, business,
And even though we have one life,
You live it all boldly.
When it pulls you home,
The soul does not sing, but cries
Don't be sad, say - wait
There is still luck in life.
And then the whole world is for youIt will be full, clear, light.
Don't close your eyes then,
Enjoy eternal summer.
* * * * *
Oh, if only you knew -
How difficult is the fate of a soldier.
Sometimes they fuck with a stool,
And sometimes with the butt of a machine gun.
Yes, physical fitness is a difficult matter,
Foot wraps dig into the body.
And from behind the sergeant pushes you in the ass.
This is the army situation.
When I couldn't stand charging,
When you fell on physical fitness,
Just one thought comes to my mind -
Why did I join the army?
When you survived charging,
When you didn’t die in physical therapy,
Another thought is knocking on the brain -
It was so good at home.
We had grief along the way,
We left to go
Having given 500 and 40 days
From the fund of your youth.
If they are waiting for us, will we return even from the other world???
Remember, spirit, and pass it on to another,
The more you sleep, the closer you are to home.
Maybe we'll meet you,
Protecting each other with our breasts.
No. We'd better meet at the pub,
Treating each other to beer.
I'd rather wait for demobilization
And leave the unit forever.
Snuggle up with your girlfriend
And start life anew.
The army teaches, the army heals,
The army of the dead will teach you to run.
A girl's love is like a soldier'sbelt -
The closer to demobilization, the weaker.
God said: "Love and affection"
The devil said: "Overcoat and helmet"
God said: "Vast paradise"
The devil said: "Poltava region."
In the army, as in the forest -
All the oaks and everything is rustling.
Those who were not in the Army lost a lot,
Whoever was there lost everything.
In memory of a friend from his youth
And to the drinking companion of the citizen,
I am sending my portrait
And I remember our drinking sessions.
When I feel bad,
When sadness overcomes,
I remember you
Because I miss you so much.
Let your life flow like a river
Among the wavy shores,
And may they always live with you
Hope, faith and love.
I got a VIP glass of vodka,
I'm going for a walk on the street.
And now I drink a glass of tea,
I'm going to the barracks to spend the night.
Mother don’t come and don’t say:
"Get up, little darling, it's time."
And the bloody foreman will come
On command, I tell you to stand up.
Happy birthday to you,
But I can’t come to congratulate you.
On this day I protect you,
On this day I take care of you.
I remember your smile
I won't forget your eyes
I won't forget you, darling,
I will never forget you.
Spring will pass, summer will pass,
Young years will pass.
Other daysI can forget
But draft day - never.
I know it's not your fault
That she stopped writing to me.
Why love a soldier?
We have to wait for him for two years.
When a girl is 18
And the guy will be discharged in a year,
You can be sure
She's no longer waiting for you.
Well, that’s all for now with the soldier section.
The continuation of the soldiers' works will be possible in
next issue.
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