Текст песни Денис Береснев - Курсантская

Our youth will pass
in gymnasts green
on cadet uniform
golden fields ..
We didn’t know what it means.
gentle whisper of lovers
but then we found out
what are friends.
Automatic to automatic
we walked tiredly
and one cigarette
on a halt to a platoon.
For all the time we are many
experiencing experienced
gritted teeth were silent
under the fifth adversity.
But these years will pass
and the time will come
lieutenant stars
on shoulder straps will rise ..
and the heart will beat
when a new tribe
very young boys
famously trump us ..