Текст песни Крылья - Курская дуга

Kursk
(music: O.Dayneko text: S. Khan)

Breathe the air of his native zaglotnem wide,
Head over heels into the bay, slam the door and waiting for battle.
Diesel manager,
Clap of thunder soon!

Your friend close to the seat in a helmet waiting
Fields silence explode Now your cry "Forward!"
Tanks PUSH forward!
The first chord is played!

Chorus:
Pain scourge hit in the face
And over a field of flames polyhnet.
That path we will go to the Creator,
What's homeland who died waiting.

Rye decorate glow veil of smoke thick,
Time now Kursk broken arc.
The smoke plume over you,
Soot, dirt, but you're a hero!

Tower Tiger gives only a moment, and around the fire,
Maybe a little darkness to hide the steel strike?
Combat will soon waiting for the height,
The smell of burning, angry frenzy!

Chorus:
Pain scourge hit in the face
And over a field of flames polyhnet.
That path we will go to the Creator,
What's homeland who died waiting.