Беломорс - Эпическая битва пингвинов и медведей
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Let's drink acid,
For those guys who did not return -
To turn over in the coffin -
From that undeclared war.

Let's remember these days
When the mines were delayed
In the rear of enemy penguins ...
They carried death as feathered.

Potapych, remember this snow,
In the ice, dug trenches?
Then the cyclops betrayed us,
And bitch, snow man ...

But the white shelves stood up:
"Forward bears, for Spitsbergen!
Close shaggy lines,
Unit the fins of the fins! "

And we will not forget you and me:
There are hundreds of them! Mishutka and me - three ...
Penguins have become a black system,
And an unequal battle boiled.

Mishutka fought like a hero
Fangs of death carrying the penguins,
But the vile beak stuck in the back,
And he did not return home.

You lost your eyes in the attack
Both ears tore me ...
Under the glorious flag of Winnie Pooh
We won this time.

We hardened only in trouble
And from the enemies they cooked porridge -
Do not put their eggs in our ground,
Do not swim in Nashenskaya water!