Текст песни Киричек П. и Хромченко С. - Марш артиллеристов

Artillery march
Music: I. Dunaevsky Lyrics: S. Mikhalkov

We will come to serve in our artillery,
And we'll take aim with Voroshilov's eye,
So that our artillery, fearless artillery,
The People's Commissar was proud of the Soviet artillery!

May everyone who is happy and young
Who loves the Soviet people,
From the front ranks of the Komsomol
Stands up to the formidable weapons!

Chorus:
The native people are calling the fighters,
The bugler blows on the campaign.
For motherland for Stalin -
Forward, gunner!
For motherland for Stalin -
Fire on enemies! Fire!

And if suddenly it appears from the clouds
Alien bombers at least a hundred regiments,
We know in artillery, in fearless artillery,
In the Soviet artillery of their shooters!

The guns will hit again
The shells will break through the clouds
At the first call of the People's Commissar
The troops will go on the offensive.

Chorus.

We serve our Motherland and every hour
We are ready to honor any order!
And in our artillery, fearless artillery,
There are many of us Soviet artillery!

We remember the battles of Khalkhin Gol,
Where our shells exploded
And where are the sons of the Komsomol
They fought for the happiness of the people.

Chorus.

Battleships are our fortresses on all seas,
Heavy guns on ships.
Artillery on the sea, artillery on land
Native artillery is in the mountains.

May everyone who is happy and young
Who loves the Soviet people,
From the front ranks of the Komsomol
Rises to the formidable guns!

1939