Текст песни Русичи - В тёмной роще глухой

In a dark grove deaf
Partizan young
Lurking in ambush with a detachment.
By autumn rain
We will wait for the enemy
And trample fascist bastard!

Neither my sister, nor wife
We are not waiting for the window,
Your own mother is not on the table will be covered.
Our families are gone,
Our hut was burned,
Only the wind howling in the ruins ...

And flies over the country
This wind native -
He believes the tears and wounds,
That could at night
Revenge executioners
For the children for their fathers guerrillas.

In a dark grove deaf
No moon shone,
In the clear dawn sky died away.
There fascist baggage
Hit the skids
And on their own mines exploded.

In a dark grove deaf
Partizan young
Lurking in ambush with a detachment.
By autumn rain
We will wait for the enemy
And trample fascist bastard!