Текст песни Монгол Шуудан - Дальняя дорога

Long Road ,
And not to take away the freedom of the air .
I went to God ,
To fight for freedom .
And in the battle fell hot ,
And as the smoke the fire was gone .
  
  Mom, do not you cry ,
  I fought for you and here .
  Hoarsely barked rook ,
  Beak beat became open mouth .
  Saber behind at random,
  And ruined my outfit.

  Boots pulled ,
  But impotent hand .
  And stabbed with a bayonet ,
  What would even then sure.
  The will of my freestyle ,
  I did not wait for you ...