Текст песни Михаил Боярский - Фашистские волки

When he swept over Berlin cannonade
And the departure of the last regiment in the ground,
The shabby overcoat common soldier
West crawls fascist wolf.
Serpent wriggled, trying to be quiet,
He crawled to save his own skin.
He crawled, leaving a snotty boys
The sins of other people's lives to atone.
A wolf skin still intact,
Such fact, my friends, business!

Rendezvous recently was short:
"Goodbye, caudillos, goodbye!"
And a lone wolf last submarine
Set sail with your friends together in Paraguay.
And there among the jungle on a large farm
He again began to gather strength,
That somewhere mercenaries again obediently
For land were someone else's fight.
A wolf skin is intact again,
Such fact, my friends, business!

Now they say that he really was a different
And he loves his farm and his garden.
But remember Athens, but he knows Cape Town,
Who holds the police machine!

The fascist wolves still as dangerous
For them, there is no past time.
And if you're someone shouted: "Hey, Red!" -
Tear off the wolf's skin, this is it!