It's time to path the way


Rainy night, evening, night,
When the pilots, let's face it, there is nothing -
We landed at the table,
Let's talk about that, about this
And our favorite song sing.

Chorus:

It is time the road-way,
The road far, far, far go.
Above the threshold nice
Push the silver you wings.

Let fate will throw us away, let them!
You to the heart only one not allowed.
I will strictly follow -
I can see everything from the top - you can be sure!

We now have fun, fun, fun,
What are you, my dear, snub nose hung?
We drink and drink two times
For our brave U-2,
But so that tomorrow is not a headache.

Chorus.

We guys are brave, brave, brave,
But so as not to jinx us curly girlfriend,
We even before departure
They kiss passionately
And three times, spit over your left shoulder.

Chorus. 1946