guerrilla beard


The intelligence, the ambush - a haircut, shave me when?
The inevitable disappointment - partisan beard.
Beard eh my, beard, how are you growing back!
Used to be called "brush", speak now the "broom"!

Chorus:
The guy I'm young, and I go with a beard.
I do not care - let grow to his waist!
That's when progonim Fritz,
There will be time - will shave
Haircut, shave, dress up.
With Milka kiss!


By enemies to shoot accurately and call me in the ranks
Tolley "grandfather", the "Dedkov" his beard for my.
But overall combat bearded arrow
And hello how are young, and honor the old man.

Chorus.

I do not grief, not sorrow, that Detachment say:
That's chortushka-lad, young and bearded!
Only one-Great saddens me trouble:
Medal guerrilla closes beard!

Chorus.