Коммунизм - Дембеля
текст песни

Left the Omsk regions
Dembelya, Dembelya, Dembelya
And where do not look in these May days
They go everywhere drunk.

The deadline came to two army years
And now at home, home
Goodbye a piece of my deadline
To the station is now a march.

Somewhere there in the distance there is a checkpoint
Everything is left by Salag
All the worries Down with the brothers are going home
Omsk Sing a farewell song to us.

Their suitcases are not easy
But the old people are in a hurry
And in the stations of the ports along the taxi route
The old people leave Omsk.

On the platform girlfriend in tears
He asks for a look, the soldier is standing
No soldier will answer on your shoulders
The hands are still losing their hands.

And the wheels are faster and faster
The train rushes us to our native land
In restaurants, everything will drink to the ruble
Demobilization, demobilization, demobilization.

Here is the city of the native city
We are greeted by his beauty
Here, a mother escorted us two years ago
The yellow -froze is still salary.

I open the familiar door
I'm a civilian now
I will drink and walk, I will caress women
And to remember your service.