Текст песни Объеденёные Штаты Суисуйсеки - Щеппаникова орды всё ближе и ближе,

Shoppannikova Horde is closer and closer,
Vlasovsky leave, we can not with them.
We stay here until the last:
This is our native land!
Svyatoslav - a small, stubby city,
It will become hard for eight hours.
Here the Triumph of the SuistosSeikovsky will appear,
The will of the saints of crusaded fighters.

Tanks broke through the defense,
Few cartridges, almost no grenade,
You can break through to the West,
But we do not know the road back.
The sacred troops of the infantry
Alignment, non-perplexed mind,
SueSsek, glorious company,
Ten enemies - one!

... I'll see when it works
Run the rustled stale.
And the company goes down to the sky
Checky in Menspalia Step ...