Текст песни Олег Газманов - Если воин бреется значит он надеется...

Above my dear Battle
At the height orluyut two eagles,
And one of them blacker nights
The other white wing.

If black wins now,
I was in a fight and not stand the day,
If a white stand in the battle,
Houses meet me cute.

If the warrior shaves,
So he hoped
In love hopes
So will live.

Maybe it is better not to go straight,
Sit somewhere in the side
But we do not have another way,
Without defenders not live country.

Our ancestors for centuries
Lily's blood over the borders
Do not run out until the Motherland
There are men in the fight to go.

Over the road of my homeland
The rustle of wings, the battle has no end,
Only the flag should not fall,
Son will pick up the banner of his father.

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