Текст песни Гражданская Оборона - Песня красноармейца

Song of the Red Army

Blind gun peel , backhand sword cuts ,
And megaloptera crows circling above BATTLE .
A bullet knows exactly who she does not like :
Whom she does not love - in the land of crude lies .

Blade you my cold, you are my horse hungry ...
Do not cry , my mother , that the letters do not have a long time.
He will not be in vain - our noble feat ,
And while the gold will come anyway .

I do not need mercy , do not reward me ,
And give me the rifle and give me a horse ...
And if I die , let the Red detachments ,
Let the Red detachments repay me.