Song of the older brothers


Older brothers are in columns,
Every twenty years.
The wind stirs the banners on them, which is better not!
Suppose I were younger, well, so what -
the days fly by quickly!
And I'm in the League too,
I will, like a big brother!

The sea boils broke out the storm,
In the sky - the storm and darkness.
Storm meets, not frowning,
Twenty-year sailor.
Suppose I were younger, well, so what -
the days fly by quickly!
In the sea, on the watch, I'll get up, too,
I get up, like a big brother!

There are many ways ahead of guys.
Many wonderful things.
The pilot of the sky, the young and winged,
Cloud wing touched!
Suppose I were younger, well, so what -
the days fly by quickly!
I'm a brave pilot, too,
I will, like a big brother!

I'll grow up healthy, bold,
Awake in the heat and in a blizzard.
His parachute opened skillfully
Beat without a miss the target!
Suppose I were younger, well, so what -
the days fly by quickly!
I'm a brave soldier, too,
I will, like a big brother!