Текст песни Военный марш - Артиллеристы, точный дан приказ

Burns in the hearts of our
Love for their native land
We're marching into battle to the death
For the honor of his native country.
Glow of the city,
Covered with smoke,
Thunders in gray woods
Stern god of war

Gunners
Exact ordered,
Gunners
Motherland is calling us!
Of the hundreds of thousands of batteries
For the tears of our mothers
For our country -
Fire, fire!

Know, dear mother,
Learn wife-girlfriend
Explore distant house
And my whole family,
What beats and burns the enemy
Our steel storm
What will we bear
In birthmarks edge.

Gunners
Exact ordered,
Gunners
Motherland is calling us!
Of the hundreds of thousands of batteries
For the tears of our mothers
For our country -
Fire, fire!

Strikes victory hour
Come the end of the campaign,
But before you go
By their native homes,
In honor of the army home,
In honor of our nation
We are glad to salute
In the midnight hour will give.

Gunners
Exact ordered,
Gunners
Motherland is calling us!
Of the hundreds of thousands of batteries
For the tears of our mothers
For our country -
Fire, fire!