In the restaurant, hanging here and there on the walls,
Pictures \"Three Bears\", \"Stabbed Knight\", etcetera…
The captain tipsy drunk sits alone at the table.
- May I? - I asked. - Sit down, yang brother!
- Have a smoke! - Sorry, I don\'t smoke \"Kazbek\".
- Okay, have a drink! Give me the dish!
- While they bring it...- Drink, I tell you, wreck:
Bless you! - I definitely will wish.
- Well, so what, - said the captain, tipsy, -
You drink vodka beautifully, however,
Have you ever seen a machine gun or a tank up close in?
Have you ever, say, gone on the attack grinder
In \'43 near Kursk I was a sergeant scout.
Behind my back - such things so bad,
A lot of things, brother, my back behind,
May you live long peacefully, lad!
He cursed and drank, he asked about my father.
He shouted, looking stupidly at the dish:
- I gave my whole life for you, a scoundrel rather,
And you\'re wasting your life, you catfish.
And a rifle for you, and to send you into battle?!
But you\'re drinking vodka here with me! -
I sat, deep in a trench under the Kursk Bulge,
Where the captain was a sergeant only.
He was getting more drunk on , I followed him closely.
Only at the very end of the conversation
I offended him, I said: - Captain, believe obviously:
You\'ll never be a major! Do not mention!