Текст песни Соколиная Охота - Песня рядового роты

They chase, kick, scold without an account,
I am on the eyebrow in blood - such work.
But if you hate the company so much,
Tell me, Reiters, why do you need infantry?

They are in those towns where neither whores nor loot
Himself does not sit as if familiar
Only we taste shit interspersed with nights
Where are our throats cut stupid swords!

Tired of these barbaric stays,
Where are you and your enemy in the position of rogue
Happy drunken sergeant at night spears and arrows
Such a job would be a return!

Three hundreds are left - and they are already melting!
Come on! Infantry - they don't consider it!
Here we are - the four of us left the city
Now it’s just rain for the gate!

Go for wood, rebuild walls,
In the night of guarding the week without a shift,
All this flag-wearing reluctance!
Relax - not all the company is over!

We go for the wood - the forest is full of infidels,
What a devil! Without devilish sulfur smells
Under every bush in these damn groves
Arrows in the blood of us excellent rinse!

And what an attack - they send infantry,
Intelligence service? Well, where is this damn company ?!
They frolicked and left us -
No wonder: then they are not cut out.

And I just sold them for a copper coin.
Hey, friend, don't be jealous of anyone
To the meat itself, idiot,
Having sold, now groans: Such work!