Текст песни Михаил Калинкин - Те, кто русский

Those who are calling the native Russian
And in the weather and in bad weather
We all come from that war
From the fire of her we all come

From under the Brest and Ponyri
From under Yelnya and Olkhovatka
All, whose race has not had time to burn
In the armored combat formations

There they still lie
In skyscrapers and copses
Continuing to hold the front
Our ancestors steep zameski

Remember it, remember
His young grandfather
All the invisible thread knits
We all come from one of Victory

Everyone got equally
Fight yes steel with powder
Yes armor with motors
Tigers da Panther
And the first attack
Thank unprecedented
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Yes love, but faith.

Anyone who calls the native Russian
And in the weather and in bad weather
We all come from that war
From the fire of her we all come

Let abide always with you
Right will, or wrong
Our pride and our pain
Our commitment and our glory

Everyone got equally
And his own, and vorogov
Yes armor with motors
Tigers da Panther
And the first attack
Thank unprecedented
asterisk plywood
Yes love, but faith.