Текст песни Майшев А. - Курская дуга

Kursk

Wheezing blood iced bayonet
And the heart beats in the ice
crawling on the Kursk blackening his face
Manstein, Hans, Model, Goth

The calculation is reduced, dons the front
Luftwaffe behind
Here here zardeet horizon
blood red silence

Chorus:

 And mourning, and the sound of the fire in the eyes
 We hold the power of faith
 Do not drown, do not satisfy
 For the truth of life is not spared
 We were taught the native land
 
Explosive volley jarred hearing
And tanks rod forward
Soldatov home as orphans
Nobody is waiting for

All flame burned thick
Fascist children
But our souls are empty
They hope to be saved

 We were destined to suffer
 And to find happiness
 After all, in the life of the main one
 Love in the soul save