Текст песни Любава Малышева - Фуражка, шашка на ремне

Song of silence/ Powder. N.G.

A cap, a checker on a belt ...
The order opens any door.
The army will pass - the fields are even -
As if dressed in armor.
In war - like in war.
Do not regret anyone, do not believe anyone.
You need to kill - so overdo it -
prisoners, friends, relatives.

Soldiers walking shoulder to shoulder
It is necessary to fall in the heat of attacks,
Shoot the inhabitants of miserable shacks,
Drive into the ghetto of slaves.
It is supposed to be silent - I am silent.
But dodging, the cunning of our enemy.
And, one of his quirks,
Everyone is ready to betray.

Even the one who leads the army
Believes devilish voices -
That's why its calculation
More often beats in his own.
You will give out a traitor - will disappear
The matter that you live,
The rows fluttered, the flight will be interrupted,
Red smoke will dissipate.

So be silent if you know everything -
You are doomed to silence.
Hold on your teeth for the desired connector,
If you do not want to, rush to the bunker.
It will seem to you - the world is saved,
And you, boy, play the war
and with a report important crawl
Through the enemy front ...

A cap, a checker on a belt ...