Текст песни Бутырка - За братву

The guy was born to the Don,
Patience in a mother with his father's power.
And they gave the name to the kid
They baptized Christian.
In life, he chose his way,
He went along the thieves' road.
With Christ on you, with the judge to you,
Well, with the brave to the coffin.

For the Rostov lads,
For fidelity to your work,
For all who walked around the camps,
Today is here, and tomorrow.
We will overturn glasses
Let them be complete,
Live health from the heart,
And who went to the crosses of flowers.

Loss

I drove my life there,
I dressed bracelets more than once,
Yes from Siberia sometimes,
The Don was returned to the shore.
And here are set tables,
And all of course differently.
Thank you for everything - boys
What they did not forget - they warmed in the zone.