армейские песни - Возьму гитары я аккорд в после
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Well, let me take the chord for the last time,
Salags, get up, this song is not for you,
Let the care of health will dry out
The last train I will quit home.

And the leaves fall, the call of the ash falls
We quit, here fucking ourselves
Boulevards, girls, gardens are waiting for us
Salagi hang around for two years in front

And the foreman Salag is still fucking,
He says that his service will not pass by honey,
From morning to evening, the team becomes,
How tired everything is, fucking long for a long time

And the leaves fall, the call of the ash falls
We quit, here fucking ourselves
Boulevards, girls, gardens are waiting for us
Salagi hang around for two years in front

And I will come and restore order,
I’ll get around all restaurants and boulevards
I will try familiar girls again
And from the end to the end I will sleep.

And the leaves fall, the call of the ash falls
We quit, here fucking ourselves
Boulevards, girls, gardens are waiting for us
Salagi hang around for two years in front

But fucking is needed on a civilian, a political officer,
In the morning, the head hurts from the hangover,
Maman dear pouring a glass of wine, a glass of wine,
You went to fuck our comrade foreman.

And the leaves fall, the call of the ash falls
We quit, here fucking ourselves
Boulevards, girls, gardens are waiting for us
Salagi hang around for two years in front