Текст песни Александр Рытов - Последний патрон

There comes a dawn melts gray mist,
But just the pain for him, but the blood of our wounds.
And the old Kremlin knocked golden eagle,
And on Russian soil is not too former faith

Tears serious losses they say the song,
A death on the Yauza cleared in full.
It is still not silent voice of bullets at the palace,
Alexis Regiment stands there until the end.

Bullets whistled everywhere, ispytuya fate
On Ostozhenka headquarters in flames and smoke.
Let slain are innumerable, but always and everywhere
Officer's honor is not subject to trouble.

The battle was long, like a dream, and there is no strength to throw,
The last holder of savings for the temple.
And the old Kremlin knocked golden eagle,
And there is much faith former on Russian soil.