Текст песни Александр Крылов - А я не могу предавать памяти дедов своих...

And I can't betray
Memory of grandfather's grandfathers.
There is for what to die
Although it is better to stay alive.
There will be too much and blood,
Mogiles are fascinated ...
We make your choice again
You do not understand us - well, let him!

We have a cross on the chest
And honor to not surrender to the enemy
So that everything will be tested
Through Fire and Purga.
And if you can't stand each other
Hello sleepless nights
Il frighten him suddenly
Torture through the laughter of the executioners -

Stand then next to him
To the wall in front of the system of soldiers.
And we are our hymn, we are
And the dead will lay everything in a row ...
But maybe not only in delusion
Will come to people dawn,
And with crying the enemies are shipped,
And it will be said: "No!" -

Motherland will not forgive you
Although I would forgive me.
Let my court let the Lord commit
Over the bastions of darkness!
And we are on the graves of flowers
Let the sons bring
Where the gardens where
Yes, Tel Solovya ...

When wars and lies
And there will be the whole world with young.
What do you choose for yourself -
Rolling il to stay dumb?!
And I can't betray
Memory of grandfather's grandfathers!
There is for what to die
Although it is better to stay alive.

August-September 1991