Текст песни Лик Дмитрий - Три бойца

Three fighters
Once in the battle near Moscow
Revili tried to give enemies
In dugout narrow and raw
Taras, Petruch and Ivan!
Taras was from Donetsk
Petruha in Vitebsk born
And Vanka was from Sestroretsk
Well, guys live.

We are for freedom enough of the Spirit,
Emagne give a deadly fight!
Taras Vanyusha and Petruha
We are crowded war
We are three fighters of a single faith
Hearts squeezed in black mill
How did we give us the Lord of Destiny
Take such life on the soul

Boiled blood in the sad snowdrift
But the enemy does not break through
And at sunset after the fight
Came to the dugout General
In the cheese trench for Moscow
Lay under the log
Single faith three hero
Bulbash, Katsap and Brother Khokhol!