Текст песни Песни военных лет - Не смеют крылья черные над Родиной летать

Arise, great country,
Get up to fight to the death
With the dark fascist force,
With a horde of curse!

Let our noble wrath
Boil, as a wave -
The national war,
Holy war!

As two different poles,
In the hostile we have:
For light and peace we are fighting,
They - for the kingdom of darkness.

Roll Back stranglers
All ardent ideas
Rapists, robbers,
The torturers of people!

Do not dare wings black
Over Homeland fly
Fields of her spacious
Do not dare to trample the enemy!

Rotten fascist scum
We'll drive a bullet in the forehead,
scum of humanity
We put together a strong coffin!

This raises a huge country,
Rises to fight to the death
With the dark fascist force,
With a curse horde.

Let our noble wrath
Boil, as a wave -
The national war,
Holy war!