Текст песни Тимур Муцураев - Имя Твоё - Грозный

Let the city club,
Let the clouds of black smoke.
Let Grozny city became overwhelmed,
Though once I was young.

Not for nothing called you "Terrible"
Enemies you became familiar to many.
Bill "Hurricane", "Grad", planes,
But there was not transgressed Republican Committee.

Remember the Russian soldiers
Your face formidable carrying death.
Shed tears of many mothers,
You buried their sons.

Let us bombing planes,
And day and night shoots mortar.
Let the proud and brave "eightieth"
It would take a grenade launcher!

There were red berets,
Was SWAT, "Cobra", and riot police.
You were crying like children,
You throat cut with a knife!

Oh, Grozny City, we go,
But we're going to come.
We are wolves, wolves need in the mountains,
But we'll be back, Grozny, wait!