countrymen


One sailor was born in Tula,
He was considered a senior all.
Another sailor was from Barnaul,
And the third was from Tuapse.

Always in the campaigns they were together,
Proud of the glory of combat,
And do not grieve,
And the Germans were beaten,
The three went to the battle!

Chorus:
And you - brother, and I - mate,
And we do not have other ways.
And again we have another war,
And once we land one,
You mate - so I mate -
So, we, mate, fellow countrymen!

He was a senior wounded on the battlefield,
Said: "Leave me, you ..."
Bent over him lovingly two
And they brought forth out of the fire.

And again in battle friends went.
When will they threatened calamity,
they were friends
And we were together
On land and in the sea at all times.

Chorus.

When the guns fell silent muzzle,
Friends decided all at once:
"The war will take place, we will go to Tula,
After mahnom Tuapse! "

"And in his spare time, in bright denochek
We went to three of Barnaul,
For a good glass of vodka
About friendship hot
Then we, as before, sing! "

Pripev.1943