Текст песни Красный Цвет - Песнь Красному Знамени

Oh, turn the soul with a red banner,
Red Flame Essay!
Sing! From my head is sinful minds,
Duma Dark drive!

And my native country
Rolled with a hillside on the brakes.
In the blue holiday she sinks,
Where the red steel is whiter than milk.

In the dark corner, the enemies are sisha.
In the right body a healthy mind.
My legs fined the boots.
There is no such druar on the old woman.

But dear than dead I did not
After all, there are people alive than everyone else.
You shout that the hour of payback has come.
You shout about the hour of payback for them.