Текст песни Нацисты - В Каждом Скине

Skin bloodied soul expire
The old oak sits dying.
One at the crowd - this was a battle
And he knows the skin that will avenge him.
Hachi triumph over the Russian soul,
Over Russian skin package. He was very young.
But know goats that tomorrow the crowd
Knives right in grudak zahuyaryat you all!
In each of the tabernacle, in every Nazi
The heart is filled with lead for good.
This is our flag with the emblem of the Nazi
Homeland mother without any Hacha
The raw trace graves worms
We bury all hachey.
but not their own death will come
Fascist knife find their breasts.
Soul written these verses
For those born in Russia
Soul written these verses
For those born in Russia
I skin the simple Russian
My spirit is always a fascist.
let not understand, I am not afraid!
For that shaved hair cut!
For something so I dress
And Nazi smile!
All this is not just a brother,
And for hachey fatal mark!
Though soon death will overtake me
My spirit will not die a fascist.
He will be flying in the air
Skinheads retaliation charge.
Country cocks will be forever
not only to me it is seen
Country .... but without Hacha
It is not the voice of the executioner
And this cry of Russian glory
To live better, we become brothers!
To live better, we become brothers!