Текст песни P.S.7.62 - Песня о Родине и глубоком чувстве патриотизма

In the tractor is not running, rusty barrel in the cartridge
Everything are guilty of this. You are certainly not to blame
The fact that you're barefoot and naked to blame the bourgeoisie
With their faces so drunk on your money

Finishes his vodka, thinking of the motherland!

We got up factories. Bol nobody plow.
Strong spirit of patriotism. Time to wave flags.
For the beautiful words, as always, can not see Affairs
The wind blows revolutions but not as much as you like

Finishes his vodka, thinking of the motherland!

And among companies like drunken recalls
How to wins over countless enemies
Heroic epics no edge or end
Firmly hold the Fatherland on just such a stiff upper lip:

Was drinking vodka and grieving for the Motherland!

Replace the words put here their vile inheritance
You live today is bad. Remember, this is not the limit
Tomorrow will be worse. Even worse in a year
While the appearance of & quot; freedom & quot; All the grave does not negate

If still alive - and proudly marching their homeland!