Текст песни Беломорс - Боевые протезы

Last year's spring
Straight from the beds convoy
At the call I took the disabled.
So that people do not lose,
We would be sent to fight -
Aspiring to blame Wahhabi.

Someone with no legs who has no arms,
Who almost a corpse:
Thugs and goons ...
And we have gathered from
Invalidsky special forces -
Battalion "Battle dentures."

We are mad at the world,
On the toilet is not needed,
We're all cruel soak!
The death we are not afraid,
Only need a team -
All we do quickly and accurately!

Here comes the order -
We are the appointed hour
All attack the headquarters tent.
Only dust clears,
And turning a crutch
Sentinel will include a shovel!

All the guys we have -
Simply super class and,
Although Petrovic take an example:
He has no hands,
But titanium hook
Punches armor BTR!

If we take prisoners,
So we try and beat -
My commander is fond of questioning!
With a drill on the cult,
Even his feet, and those
Reground into sharp scythe.

We do not burn in the fire,
And bullets are not running,
Do not rush to keep fighting.
Surrounded by the enemy
Do not tremble or fig,
At the epicenter of the explosion of the neutron.

Where the bodies of the mountain
Piled up at times,
In the sky - tracer, if the cuts;
Where the tank is not held,
And troops will be gone,
The fight will go "Martial dentures!"