Lyrics Спринт - За десант

I. The clear clinking of glasses and relatives
At the table we sit down to have fun
Recall, brother, how difficult it was for us
How did your girl suddenly forget you

What we drink for what we drink
Yes, not at the festive table
For the fact that life has not come true
For the smell of girl hair
For those places where the sky is a roof
For the telegram "Married"
For a march throw, dull groans
And for the landing shoulder straps

II.I remember how I jumped into the ramp of an airplane
How shouted to me by ensign cursing something
I remember how they lay for days in the swamps
So let's drink to the guys in the slings

What we drink for what we drink
Yes, not at the festive table
For the fact that life has not come true
For the smell of girl hair
For those places where the sky is a roof
For the telegram "Married"
For a march throw, dull groans
And for the landing shoulder straps

III. Pour buddy full glasses
So that from this sadness and no trace
We will drink today for a beret with a vest
And on the drum of Svetka and Natasha

What we drink for what we drink
Yes, not at the festive table
For the fact that life has not come true
For the smell of girl hair
For those places where the sky is a roof
For the telegram "Married"
For a march throw, dull groans
And for the landing shoulder straps

IV. You and I shared equally adversity
And the country was given youth two years
Dembel inevitably pour again
The guys who serve, we wish him

What we drink for what we drink
Yes, not at the festive table
For the fact that life has not come true
For the smell of girl hair
For those places where the sky is a roof
For the telegram "Married"
For a march throw, dull groans
And for the landing shoulder straps