Soldat shel po ulitse domoy
I uvidel etikh rebyat.
"Kto vasha mama, rebyata?" -
Sprosil u rebyat soldat.

Mama - Anarkhiya,
Papa - stakan portveyna.

Vse oni v kozhanykh kurtkakh,
Vse nebol'shogo rosta,
Khotel soldat proyti mimo,
No eto bylo ne prosto.

Mama - Anarkhiya,
Papa - stakan portveyna.

Dovol'no veseluyu shutku
Sygrali s soldatom rebyata:
Raskrasili krasnym i sinim,
Zastavlyali rugat'sya matom.

Mama - Anarkhiya,
Papa - stakan portveyna.