In the holiday


Per car window kilometers fly,
In the pre-dawn distance gazed soldiers.
Father's House is not far and the dawn is not far,
Polish soldiers holiday kitelok ...

"For whom do you clean a little light feathers, soldier?"
He replied: "My mother expects ago -
I served his "" No, soldier, do not lie. -
That you for another waxed boots! "

Smiled soldiers - say, all right mother,
And still have a girlfriend, hope to call ...
Outside the window, by the train kilometers fly
Driver, hurry, going to leave a soldier! 1960