Lyrics Армейские песни - Илья десантник

Ilya paratrooper fell like a stone
Impossibly proud of himself
Ilya paratrooper fell like a stone
To a land so dear and terribly hard

The heart was pounding under the camouflage
Shoelaces fluttered on the ankle boots
A tractor was driving quietly down the field
And the fishermen went home with a catch

Ilya the paratrooper felt with his back
Reliable snow-white parachute
It was folded by Ilya yesterday Safonov
Ilya is calm, because friends will not let you down

The long-awaited minute has come
It's time to open the parachute
Ilyukha pulled the ring, but the parachute
He did not see and said "etit"

Ilya was somewhat worried
This is the state of affairs
Ilya flew to where the tractor was driving
And the fishermen carried the bream home

Ilya didn't care about them anymore
He was engaged in a reserve parachute
He was not attracted by the prospect
Become a red blot with a blue beret

"To eat" - said Ilya paratrooper again
Ilyukha could not find others for words
When he is a parachute canopy reserve
I did not see against the background of white clouds

Ilyuha was caught up by a paratrooper "DJ"
He, too, could not open the parachute
Probably instructor Roma too
Yesterday helped him to fold it

And Roma sitting on the green grass
I read the instructions carefully
From that instruction Roman about parachutes
I learned a lot of new, useful things

Somehow it didn't work out well with the guys
Said Roman, looking thoughtfully
There, where Kolya and Ilya flew to arable land
Instructor Roman mother

Ilya and Kolyan saved a large haystack
In which the guys fell together
Safonov was saved by the fact that he was on time
Left that airfield

Where the two paratroopers lame
With crispy straw in your hair
They were looking for Safonov all evening.
With sapper blades in hand :)