Lyrics Гимн химиков - химия
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Мы рождены пролить всё то, что льётся,
Просыпать то, чего нельзя пролить.
Наш факультет ХИМИЧЕСКИМ зовётся,
Мы будем вечно химию любить, учить, зубрить!
Всё выше, и выше, и выше
Летит рыжий бром к небесам,
И кто этим бромом подышит,
Тот следом отправится сам!
Дышали мы аммиаком и хлором,
И кислотой до сердца прожжены.
Предосторожность мы считаем вздором,
И всё на вкус попробовать должны!
Всё выше, и выше, и выше
К вершинам науки идём.
И если в пути не взорвёмся,
И если мы не подорвёмся,
То что-нибудь сами взорвём!
Мы не чета философам-пижонам,
Юристов мы презрением клеймим.
И по халатам (рваным и прожжённым)
Своих коллег повсюду отличим.
Всё выше, и выше, и выше
К вершинам наук мы идём.
И если в пути не сопьёмся,
То значит получим диплом!
We were born to shed everything that flows,
Waking up what cannot be spilled.
Our faculty is called CHEMICAL
We will forever love chemistry, teach, cram!
Higher and higher and higher
Red bromine flies to heaven
And who will breathe this bromine,
He will go on his own!
We breathed ammonia and chlorine,
And acid burned to the heart.
Caution we consider nonsense
And they should taste everything!
Higher and higher and higher
We are going to the heights of science.
And if we don’t explode on the way,
And if we don't blow up
We’ll blow something up ourselves!
We are no match for philosopher dudes,
We stigmatize lawyers with contempt.
And in bathrobes (torn and burnt)
We distinguish our colleagues everywhere.
Higher and higher and higher
To the heights of science we go.
And if we don’t get on the road,
That means we get a diploma!
Waking up what cannot be spilled.
Our faculty is called CHEMICAL
We will forever love chemistry, teach, cram!
Higher and higher and higher
Red bromine flies to heaven
And who will breathe this bromine,
He will go on his own!
We breathed ammonia and chlorine,
And acid burned to the heart.
Caution we consider nonsense
And they should taste everything!
Higher and higher and higher
We are going to the heights of science.
And if we don’t explode on the way,
And if we don't blow up
We’ll blow something up ourselves!
We are no match for philosopher dudes,
We stigmatize lawyers with contempt.
And in bathrobes (torn and burnt)
We distinguish our colleagues everywhere.
Higher and higher and higher
To the heights of science we go.
And if we don’t get on the road,
That means we get a diploma!