Lyrics Гарик Сукачев - Песня о Госпитале

I lived with my mother and father
On the Arbat - here it would be! -
And now I'm on the bed
In the medical battalion - all in bandages ...


What glory to us, what Klava to us -
A nurse - and a white light! ..
My neighbor on the right died,
The one on the left is not yet.

And one day, as if in a frenzy,
The neighbor on the right for me
Gwat: "Listen boy,
You don't have a leg. "

How so? It's not true, brothers, -
He must have been joking!
"We'll only cut off our fingers" -
That's what the doctor told me.

Only the one on the left
I was laughing, I was joking,
Even if I raved at night -
He said everything about the leg.

Mocked: they say, you won't get up,
You won't see your wife, they say! ..
You should have looked, comrade,
On the side!

If I were not a cripple
And climbed down from the bed -
I'd like the one on the left
I just bit my throat!

I begged my sister Klava
Show how I've become ...
If the neighbor on the right was alive -
He would tell me the truth! ..