29.12.2021
Paratroopers' song
Just recently we've been studying at the 10th-grade*,And checked our watches by school's bell,
Here now, lads, get used to the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.
Here now, lads, get used to the airborne,
Here now, lads, get used to the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.
Ain't no bad weather of us anymore,
Soaked to the bone we won't grumble,
In just some two years you are to turn
From yesterday's younglings to men,
In just some two years you are to turn,
In just some two years you are to turn
From yesterday's younglings to men.
Yes, commands do sound harsh sometimes,
In our line of work, seconds decide the success.
You have to love your Land so very much, lads,
To fall down from the heavens like snow!
You have to love your Land so very much, lads,
You have to love your Land so very much, lads,
To fall down from the heavens out of the blue**!
You're in this uniforms for not that long, lads,
But you'll keep up to the grey hairs on your temples,
This tampering you've got in the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.
This tampering you've got in the airborne,
This tampering you've got in the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.
Thus soldiers' letters fly over to the addressees,
And from these paper sheets, they'll know
How much does their hearts' warmth help the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.
How much does their hearts' warmth help the airborne,
How much does their hearts' warmth help the airborne
Windswept by every wind forces.