Текст песни Тарас Компаніченко - Ми лицарі без жаху і без смерти

We knight without fear and without death,
In the crime world would be without the weight,
We prysyahlysya fate pereperty,
Sentence of death kill your gods!

Ukraine rent you a quarter,
Vperly immortal soul in chains,
And we're born; to die for it,
Sentence of death kill your gods!

We do not scare tanks, or canons,
We fame truth of God, a new world.
You cursed tortured millions
In Revenge us pursue them with the blood of generations.

The people will win the immortal battle
And rise avenger of blood torment,
For us a terrible rise lava
A million million brawny hands!

Zdvyhnem of iron from the blood of perseverance
State of Dunajec in the Caucasus.
We are the knights that throw off the curse
With the death of his death, we will punish you.