Текст песни СТАС ПЬЕХА . Хор МЧС - Донбасс

White snow fell on the ground
There is a column - white.
"All by cars!" - an order was given,
The route was laid to Donbass.

Trouble called on the road
Bells sound after us.
Deliver cargo from native land
Our humanitarian convoy.

Thunderclaps, eerie hail
And everywhere crows are circling
At night the light of rifle tracks
There is an unbroken Donbass.

Do not count, for the umpteenth time
Donetsk meets us, Lugansk,
Where ashes fall from heaven
There is a convoy of the Ministry of Emergency Situations.

Today is like a hundred years ago
The way of life lives in us from our ancestors,
When the alarm sounds,
A blood brother stands up for a brother