Текст песни Адлер Коцба - Черкесские Мамлюки

We're not at the bottom, this city is on fire
Checkers arrows, bows,
We're not at the bottom, this city is on fire
Freed hands, Circassian Mamluks

Maybe the Circassians have already forgotten
But the banks of the Nile remember us,
And boils will hardly forget it,
They took note of who our ancestors were,
You rarely see such slaves in other countries, the years passed,
Slaves became Sultans,
Let these facts never become,
You can hide these facts, but we'll get them,
The power is in the truth and it doesn't need to be hidden
Everyone knows who conquered the thirst of Cairo,
A century and a half on a throne under heaven
A century and a half on the throne is far from Egyptian,
Gladiators of the past
We remember we will not forget 12 captives,
Survivors of suffering and torment
Free hands, Circassian Mamluks.