Валерий Шунт - Бригада
текст песни

We rushed to arrows in steep bmw
And everyone kept it with him,
And this legend is still keeping
In cemeteries of different cold granite,
The legend of this, what happened for a long time,
Now you will only see, probably, in the cinema,
Or someone's mobile will sing to you, friends-
Brigade, brigade, my brigade ...

But this song is repeated by heart,
Where did the lads get gangster sadness?
Answer guys to your friends,
After all, you did not shoot at the cops from Volyn,
After all, you did not sit on the bunks in prison,
The arrows did not rush in the steep BMW,
Sing from your mother quietly -
Brigade, brigade, my brigade ...

And before the guys in colored jackets,
With tsepura on the neck, with a taus in hand
Rolled in cars, the tops were sung,
And at night a lads walked in the shalmans.
Now who is in the zone, some in the wet land,
Who died of vodka, and who is on the needle,
Who has gone to business and who for the seas -
Brigade, brigade, my brigade ...

And there are no concepts, but only show -off,
From the namesakes, pierce in uniform cops,
And large grandmas are divided all,
Only books will remind you now about the lads.
The heroes changed, what was - passed
And becoming a fagot is not
And he can sing a fag, not melting at all -
Brigade, brigade, my brigade ...

After all, the new time has come in the country,
And again the denunciations are carried to the FSB,
Everything was smelled of oil, everywhere we need blat
And the green money in the world reigns.
And the cinemas are real dull
And schoolchildren look, not understanding the essence,
But you guys fell in a showdown for good reason -
Brigade, brigade, my brigade ...