Текст песни Бетон Сатановский - Боевой Марш Крата

Civil Defense- "Sing, Revolution!"

In the field rain wandered alive
Walked on the cheeks of ice
Raised in the last unequal battle
Those who died young

Pulled out of the foliage of eternal dreams
Pulled out of some herbs
Raised the hips of his sons
Cheerful, sad and right

Wind calls, bullet manit
Sky sings in the sky the song is burning
Sing, revolution!
Sing, revolution!

Wait around the world Brene Living
Troops led his troops
Led through the years, snow and heat
Believed: victory is close

The horizons were crowded in the chest
Drowned in bloody tears
And shone the stars in the earth's mud
And drunk wormwood in heaven

The wind is calling, the banner is burning
Sky sings in the sky the song is burning
Sing, revolution!
Sing, revolution!