Текст песни Александр Крылов - Черная Сотня

Hymn to the Black Hundreds

Lyrics and music by Alexander Krylov

We go, closing his ranks firmly,
The sun shines in gold banners.
Black, black, black hundred -
Russian nation Attack Battalion.

So, step by typing, are legionaries
In the glow of the terrible civil war.
For conscience and honor and Russian faith -
White Guard proud sons.

The standard of the sovereign and the case heaving,
Nation, hear the tocsin rumble ?!
Arise, heroes, ranks Align the,
Go ahead, guards, not a step back!

With us Kornilov and white matter,
Swear allegiance to the homeland again,
To land was burning under their feet
Those who suck our Russian blood!

Twisted, twisted in the wind flags
Russian bombers will not back down
Black cloud moving column
Enough Slavs now silent.

And enemies falter under the pressure of an eagle,
They are waiting for the gallows and the noose around his neck.
Let them cry out to Jehovah rabbis
At the hour when the Russian land will rise!

G. 1992