Текст песни Silent Mode - Небесна Сотня

Ukraine stands with torn knee,
The price war on the Maidan, and other wars.
We finally revolted by his fate,
"We do not Little Russians!" - Shouted the Kremlin.

But some of us shouted louder
Were running most of all and beat stronger.
Zastupaly him his sister,
Thanks to anyone of them one of us died.

Chorus.
Glory to those who fell in evil hour,
Paying life for a free Ukraine.
And they will never come back home ...
Death to the enemies of Glory - Heroes!

Well, now standing on guard without end,
From Heaven to Hell-protect Kremlin.
Their ranks popovnyayutsya day by day,
Enemies shoot at us and smoke fire.

Ukraine Add mourning days
I wear black in our parents.
How many patriots in the wars they shall fall,
Before the eyes of the authorities resolve?