Текст песни Черные береты - Эскадрон

Voroniene grieves black cloud
Cordonov again hare
Know decided by mighty enemy rhe
With us again, I remember strength.

And rare in wheezing to dawn pipe
Dust post under hooves
Peaks for battle all checkers naked
There will be a bit of their map.

And go for a walk, squadron dying
In the forests, the fields are not bevelled
And as a leaf dry falls into the grass
A checker cut down, a bullet is cleared.

Steel about steel rings, bullets melt
And "Hurray!" Round over Kurgan
Knows God one who will remain
Who falls under the mounds with ribany.

For Russia, mother that raised us
Orthodox military rose
For a favorite look in Liphet
Life is not sorry to give, but this is the main thing.