Текст песни Русский партизан - Мою Родину растерзали

In verses Dmitry Sivirkina: Russian partisans

My homeland torn to pieces -
There was not a sneaky enemies.
I quietly Partizan
On lumps native fields.

Do not exploding and shooting
As ruthless enemy,
I defend their field,
How I can and as best I can.

Again, it seems - all is lost,
Again we carved grobok.
Again Motherland hit
Under the brutal alien boots.

But pray, remnants of the faithful,
Be courageous, just like before.
The immensity of the universal bad
Not yet embraced by our altar!

And for our fraternal impoverish
We inflict damage to the enemy.
In this church, the simple and the poor,
Privy our guerrilla hideout.

Hallelujah, fire on the bastards!
Hallelujah! Pure heart.
Somewhere, on a hill sloping,
Already puts us crosses.

And when I die himself,
Permeated the firmament of heaven,
I hang a sign on the chest,
That I was a Russian partisans ...