Текст песни Цирюльня им. Котовского - Поход

Terrible alarm broke the silence ,
In the clouds disappeared moon .
Breshut dogs - they call trouble
War is about to begin ...

Hordes of enemies' creep across the steppe ,
Inhumans Black Men.
Land of the fathers will not give up ,
Time to get swords !!

Chorus:
Back to campaign the army goes,
For their land , for his people .
The sun rises , the wind sings ,
New heroes homeland waiting

We will not let dirty Horde
Native land trampled ,
Our wives and blue-eyed children
We must not lose !
Let the enemy will taste our swords,
Let him drown in blood !!!
Head exuberant ready to lay down , we
For the sake of the Slavic lands !

Chorus .

Passed much more than a thousand years
How much water under the bridge !
Knights many heroes,
In the fierce fighting polyaglo .
But again the fatherland black shadow
In the sky a bloody sunset ..
Again in danger of our land,
Again sounds terrible alarm ...

Chorus