Текст песни Белобородоф - Вскормленный войной

The desire - to advance,
You are created to kill
Infidels in their own land,
Cut like animals.
Vocation - to live in the struggle,
But still you.
Contrary, the stranger,
You are nourished by the war!

Do you know for what,
In your hands a gun.
You must protect
His wife, children and mother.
Freedom in their eyes
It overcomes your fear.
Once again, you enter into battle,
You are nourished by the war!

It's your way
This is your path.
In life, the whole point -
This is your land.
War is your mother,
Patriotism is your father.
In every war
There the winning end.
Clenched fist - a manifesto,
Only one road - a cross.
I do not care that with a broken head,
You are nourished by the war!