Текст песни Юрген Криг - Марш смертников

The gloomy wind rushes into the sky
Space wind wakes fires
Air to the pain is impregnated by nonsense
Clear in my chest.
Who will be dead who will be the first
I or you, or someone of them
Sun, grinding, wipes on nerves
Get up, we need to go!

Refrain:
Left, left, clearer step
Sdokhni and let the gods laugh!
Where did you see the way back?
Wake up, we will not return.
Left, left, crap life
So why cling to it?
Will survive those who are lucky
And we have one thing - not to give up!

Gods forgot about our fate
There is no happiness, but we are still alive.
Step forward and this is the answer
And behind - our graves.
We have learned to look back
Late, everything remained yesterday.
Step forward, I see brother,
Stars in your eyes!

Refrain.

Residents - clutches in the knot
Everyone - his fate
Remember - in the winter will be night
And there - again winter.
Oh, live, yes, little time
And even die do not have time
It remains one thing - omit it took
And blood for blood, death for death! ..