Песенка Веселого Солдата 
[Песенка американского солдата]
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http://fro196.narod.ru/library/okujava/28.htm  или 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9C46lVnFIM  


Возьму шинель, и вещмешок, и каску,
В защитную окрашенные окраску,
Ударю шаг по улочкам горбатым...        
Как просто стать солдатом, солдатом.    

Забуду все домашние заботы,
Не надо ни зарплаты, ни работы -
Иду себе, играю автоматом,              
Как просто быть солдатом, солдатом.     

А если что не так - не наше дело:
Как говорится, родина велела!
Как славно быть ни в чем не виноватым,  
Совсем простым солдатом, солдатом.               

Булат Окуджава, 1957  

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The song of a happy soldier

I'll take a bag, a helmet and a ration,
a jacket of protective coloration,
I'll tramp about the streets, a barracks lodger,
it's easy to become a real soldier.

I will forget my daily cares and pledges,
I do not have to think of jobs and wages.
I'm playing with my gun, a barracks lodger,
it's easy to become a real soldier.

If something should go wrong, I do not care.
It's, so to say, my Motherland's affair.
It's great to be a simple barracks lodger,
an innocent and inoffensive soldier. 
 
A.S. Vagapov

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The song of a merry soldier


If you do want to lighten your life load 
Then just put on the khaki overcoat,  
For any one of age eighteen or older,  
'Tis very easy to become a soldier.

You can forget all your domestic troubles,  
You don't need any job or any rubles.  
At once you'll feel much better, freer, bolder. 
'Tis very simple to be just a soldier.   

If something goes wrong, don't care about, 
The motherland enjoins, you carry out. 
All claims will go to generals i a folder,   
But not to simple soldier, a soldier.              

VG, 27 января 2013


Version: 
All claims will go to generals or the Molder,