Константин Беляев - Моряки не сдаются
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1. Первые дни плаванья, моя вахта до двух,
Команда у меня подтянута, работаеть слаженно.
У здоровом теле - здоровый дух,
Политмассовая работа у мене завжды налажена.
2. Завтра к полудню мы входим у Темзу,
Ребята, бля, на берег рвутся.
Надо провести с ними беседу на тему,
Что наши матросик не еб...
Наши матросики с зарубежными женщинами не... знаются!
3. У Лондоне всё обошлось пристойно вполне,
Но есть непонятные, неясные симптомы,
Изъял у Петрова колготки, он мне
Сказал, что купил их сестре для дома.
4. На всякий бы случай заставить Петрова
Ещё раз прочесть инструкцию и вывесить лозунг,
Мол, наши матросики не еб... не сдаются,
Мол, наши матросики низменным инстинктам не поддаются.
5. Пришли мы в Америку, в Америке разврат
И вместо рекламы - обнажённая натура.
Боюсь я чегой-то, скорей бы назад,
А моды такие, что на смех курам.
6. Портовые девки, весь стыд потеряв,
Так возле борта и вьются!
Беру мегафон и кричу им "ряв-ряв" -
Мол, наши матросики перебьются,
Мол в нашей стране проституция отменена после революции.
7. В Гаванне мы долго грузились у гавани,
Ребята гуляли, ходили в экскурсии.
Кубинцы нам дороги, дороги нам они,
Да и климат у них, как у Грузии.
8. А женщины стройные так и вертются,
И сиськи, бля, у всех - ну как блюдца.
Вот тут я впервые сумел сознаться,
Но нет, нет, наши нигде не еб... не сдаются.
Наши нигде не сдаются.
9. Плывём мы домой, поскорее бы уже,
Ночами мне бабоньки снятся.
Команда у мене открыто играеть у драже,
Быть может, мне тоже заняться!
10. Но нет, нет, сам себя я у ето, у руки беру,
Ой, бля, не за ето я взялся.
Я должен быть стойким, как крейсер "Варяг",
Который погиб, но не сдался!
11. Последняя запись в журнале идёть,
Приветствия звуки несутся.
Советский моряк - закалённый народ,
Нигде, бля, нигде не еб... не сдаются,
Нигде, бля, нигде не сдаются!
Отак!
1. The first days of swimming, my watch is up to two,
My team is pulled up, work harmoniously.
In a healthy body - a healthy mind,
Political work at Men regime is established.
2. Tomorrow by noon we enter the Thames,
Guys, fucking, are torn to the shore.
We must have a conversation with them on the topic,
That our sailor is not fucking ...
Our sailors with foreign women are not ... know!
3. In London, everything worked out well.
But there are incomprehensible, unclear symptoms,
I seized tights from Petrov, he is me
He said that he bought their sister for home.
4. For any case, make Petrov
Read the instructions again and hang the slogan,
Like, our sailors are not fucking ... do not give up,
Like, our sailors are not amenable to low -powered instincts.
5. We came to America, in America debauchery
And instead of advertising - a naked nature.
I'm afraid I something would be back,
And mods are such that laughs chickens.
6. Port girls, losing all shame,
So near the side and curl!
I take a megaphone and shout to them "baking" -
Like, our sailors will break through,
Like in our country, prostitution was canceled after the revolution.
7. In Havana, we loaded for a long time at the harbor,
The guys walked, went on excursions.
Cubans are dear to us, they are dear to us,
And they have a climate, like Georgia.
8. And women are slim and are spinning,
And boobs, fucking, everyone - like saucers.
Here I first managed to confess,
But no, no, ours are not fucking anywhere ... they don’t give up.
Ours do not give up anywhere.
9. We are sailing home, as soon as possible,
At night I dream of my butterfly.
The team at me openly play with Drage,
Perhaps I can do it too!
10. But no, no, I myself take myself from my hand,
Oh, fucking, I did not take up.
I must be persistent, like a cruiser "Varangian",
Who died, but did not give up!
11. The last entry in the magazine go,
Greetings sounds.
Soviet sailor - hardened people,
Nowhere, fucking, nowhere ... do not give up,
Nowhere, fucking, they don’t give up anywhere!
Oat!
My team is pulled up, work harmoniously.
In a healthy body - a healthy mind,
Political work at Men regime is established.
2. Tomorrow by noon we enter the Thames,
Guys, fucking, are torn to the shore.
We must have a conversation with them on the topic,
That our sailor is not fucking ...
Our sailors with foreign women are not ... know!
3. In London, everything worked out well.
But there are incomprehensible, unclear symptoms,
I seized tights from Petrov, he is me
He said that he bought their sister for home.
4. For any case, make Petrov
Read the instructions again and hang the slogan,
Like, our sailors are not fucking ... do not give up,
Like, our sailors are not amenable to low -powered instincts.
5. We came to America, in America debauchery
And instead of advertising - a naked nature.
I'm afraid I something would be back,
And mods are such that laughs chickens.
6. Port girls, losing all shame,
So near the side and curl!
I take a megaphone and shout to them "baking" -
Like, our sailors will break through,
Like in our country, prostitution was canceled after the revolution.
7. In Havana, we loaded for a long time at the harbor,
The guys walked, went on excursions.
Cubans are dear to us, they are dear to us,
And they have a climate, like Georgia.
8. And women are slim and are spinning,
And boobs, fucking, everyone - like saucers.
Here I first managed to confess,
But no, no, ours are not fucking anywhere ... they don’t give up.
Ours do not give up anywhere.
9. We are sailing home, as soon as possible,
At night I dream of my butterfly.
The team at me openly play with Drage,
Perhaps I can do it too!
10. But no, no, I myself take myself from my hand,
Oh, fucking, I did not take up.
I must be persistent, like a cruiser "Varangian",
Who died, but did not give up!
11. The last entry in the magazine go,
Greetings sounds.
Soviet sailor - hardened people,
Nowhere, fucking, nowhere ... do not give up,
Nowhere, fucking, they don’t give up anywhere!
Oat!
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