Текст песни Штурмовые группы - Чеченская война

I tie a scarf, knot tighter,
And I go to propoloy, lead by frost,
I marched through the land of the North Caucasus,
With a gun on his shoulder, beside his brother Sasha,
Ahead of Chiba-mahim there stronghold Khattab
There for us militants dollar reward
Early in the morning on the mountain soared rocket
Lasted fight for the height from the night before the dawn
To promote the village assault groups
They spread out on the ground the bodies of terrorists
But it is not true that all the bullets fools
There immortality of his boys stepped
There's earth under Igorka suddenly stood up on its hind legs.
And Alionushka five years lost folder,
Do not ever forget Sasha Solovyov
A step not departed, he held the defense,
All ammunition to the enemy got a dessert,
Where he finished height was lying there,
I never ever forget Spitsina Sergei
As the last words he whispered pale
No, I am not afraid of death, let it be afraid.
Boys can dream it, and the war we dream?
But the homeland went black tulips
Third silence for the guys, pours a glass
I tie a scarf knot tighter
And go on to lead propoloy frost
I marched through the land of the North Caucasus
With a gun on his shoulder, but no brother Sasha.