Текст песни Любэ - На заводе батя пули отливал

And at the factory, Dad cast a bullet,
On a glass Ryabinova on Saturday drinking.
And I went with a guitar and a girl in the evening,
Until the strict military commissar zharbastal.

Step march in step, step march!

And the bat's father bought the bullet,
She put it in a clip, but it was like that.
Scaraulil is a scumbag,
The bullet of that batkinki was shot among the day.

Step march in step, step march!

And the bullet flies straight, and does not fold
-Not the beast and not the bird and the song will not sing.
In the leg I flew, but went out into the chest ...
And, Mom, my darling, I can not!
I can, I can!

Step march in step, step march!