Текст песни ЗВЕРОБОЙ - Безымянный Солдат

In Donbass under the mountain,
A young soldier is sleeping.
A bullet hole in my heart
Sleep, dear, lyuli-lyuli.
You were father's, you were mother's,
And now you're nameless ...
Not found on any lists
No cross, no obelisk.

You are my unnamed brother
Just one of all the awards
He sacredly recognized the victory,
As in the distant 45th.
You are a private commander!
You stood for the Russian world
For one baptism
And holy Sunday.

Tomorrow is my turn
I'll stand up for you tomorrow!
And in prayer before the fight
I will call you a hero.
How many more are there
Nameless privates
That they fell asleep in their native land
In the heart with a bullet hole.