Текст песни Александр Крылов - Югославия

A fiery tornado breaks, a connection breaks at times,
And the punishing sword strikes the land from edge to edge
And the suffering groans, calling us all by name.
A thunderstorm is coming, a war is coming
There are Muslim gangs in the mountains ...
Close your eyes a little - there is no time for sleep in war,
The beating of hearts is like an echo of a command.

Yugoslavia, Yugoslavia - like a flower in a scarlet splash of conflagration,
Yugoslavia, Yugoslavia - like a wound in the chest of a comrade,
Your forests and mountains will forever stand green here,
Give a bitter land to drink with tears and enemies do not shoot at you!

And the machine-gun god beats heavy in his hands,
Together with the body, the arrow shudders.
Only an unknown fear will suddenly slash like fire,
Like a splinter biting into my heart.
Gritting your teeth tightly, you will forget about him -
Volunteers know no fear!
Who was right and who was wrong - we'll figure it out later,
Taking death for Christ and Allah.

Yugoslavia, Yugoslavia - like a flower in a scarlet splash of conflagration,
Yugoslavia, Yugoslavia - like a wound in the chest of a comrade,
Your forests and mountains will forever stand green here,
Give a bitter land to drink with tears and enemies do not shoot at you!