Lyrics

**(intro)**
pay attention haha military service should be mandatory like in the old days

**Verse 1:**
Weekdays in school desks,
Every day the same story.
The teacher talks, I say “so what?”
My thoughts are already at the barracks valley.
I count the days until I can go to the army,
no nagging.
Only the echo of the sergeant
Who shouts: “Boy, come over here!”

**Chorus:**
’Cause I don’t choose the books,
Not for the standard path.
First duty, then the weapons,
After that, I’ll see, I say!
One year serving, body hardening,
Discipline that no one else gives.
And after that… then I choose myself:
Paid military, or something else.

**Verse 2:**
My friends go on studying,
Stressing over exams.
I’m already putting on the uniform,
Learning to shoot, march, left and right.
It’s tough, but it feels real,
No questions, no doubt, no regret.
I’m rebuilding myself here,
With every push-up, every time.

**Chorus:**
’Cause I don’t choose the books,
Not for the standard path.
First duty, then the weapons,
After that, I’ll see, I say!
One year serving, body hardening,
Discipline that no one else gives.
And after that… then I choose myself:
Paid military, or something else.

**Bridge:**
Maybe I’ll stay, sign a contract,
Salary, adventure, a clear pact.
Or maybe I’ll look for something else, something new,
But first I’ll endure this time, prove my courage.

**Final Chorus:**
’Cause I don’t choose the books,
Not for the standard path.
First duty, then the weapons,
After that, I’ll see, I say!
One year serving, body hardening,
Discipline that no one else gives.
And after that… then I choose myself:
Paid military, or something else.

**Outro:**
School duty? Over.
Military? The beginning.
Future? My own will.