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Chechnya in the fire, is not Afghan -
The order given to the troops to enter.
And we went but not to shoot - because there are children!
Columns go and spirits were,
Smoke extended to Moscow.
Well, who are we for pain and fumes are now respond.
Columns were burned and spirits,
Smoke extended to Moscow.
Well, who are we for pain and fumes are now respond.

In the trenches we circle the fog.
Here the whole war a fraud:
Cruel sniper battalion,
Mortally wounded!
And the mother of preventing dirt, rain lead sweeping filth!
Our regiment reached crawled to the outskirts of Grozny!
And the mother of preventing dirt, rain lead sweeping filth!
Our regiment reached crawled to the outskirts of Grozny!

Loss:

Now in Russian New Year - sings laughing my people.
And so he sang we have Dudayev ruins!
Dushman us back the swine hits, armor burns lead to stomach
And my mother, you do not be sad, we fell with honor

Dushman us bastard in the back beats, burns armor lead in the stomach
And my mother, you do not be sad, we fell with honor

And we are in the trenches waiting for the answer: money bank "Menatep"
Or for Russian mother of blood we shed here ???
Not for nothing, and we're going rubles on the ground in Chechnya
And to you the great Russian Mother name
Not for nothing, and we're going rubles on the ground in Chechnya
And to you the great Russian Rus name

Loss:
Chechnya in the fire, is not Afghan -
The order given to the troops to enter.
And we went but not to shoot - because there are children!
Columns were and where they were burned,
Smoke extended to Moscow.
So who are we for pain and fumes Now answer ...