Песни под гитару - Про армию прикол - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Autumn, Yopsel-Mopsel, came in the yard,

Autumn time has come.

All the lads were taken into the army: drug addicts, seducing,

My queue came, Globar.

A summons on the pile, ships, shares, with under her herds came.

I west into the military enlistment office, naked, bald, with a machine gun.

Mother fainted from the stove to the floor,

The sister poured sour cream, a three -liter canine on a fog.

Mom brought to her senses from the floor to the stove, sister sour cream was zlota

From the piddlists with the tongue with the muzzle.

And I am a boy of about 16-20-30 years old more.

I will go to the Herman front, just like that for Interes is surprised

Cho and Yak there, chi tanks, Chi Nam.

Bomb trucks, bomb trucks, havocors are flying over the field,

They want to bite us with hawn, the latest, the most liquid under the cows.

Fly over the field ... We flew at the same place ...

Running the order to call Tamarka, the yard is in order,

With a large enema in the hands, 3 liter from constipation.

Runes to the field of Athanasius 7 to 8, 8 to 7

In large kirsy boots, 45 on the bare foot, so that there is no grunt.

And I am PARNIIIIKA about 16-20-30 years old, I can lie with a torn leg, my jaw nearby, my nose in my pocket, I pretend to be painful, it hurts, very painful*