Текст песни Видшик - Последний Крестовый Поход

Let's raise our flags brothers
And pull the edge out of its sheath
We will stand at the head of the sacred army
And we will fight to the death - you and me
With a huge black horde from the south
With the crowd descended from the mountains and from the steppes
We will stand up as a strong wall for a friend
And with faith in our hearts we will crush the devils!

Chorus.
On the last crusade
Get up, gather people
Get up to the massacre
Because our business is right
Get up, get up, the motherland is calling!

Through the dust storms of the southern steppe
We will break through with a mighty wave
The desert wind won't stop us
When we come to their land with war
And we will crush them both in the field and in the sea
We will burn where the enemy's camp falls
We will return everything to Russia with a mighty will
Caucasus Mountains and Turkestan!

And with holy faith in our cause
Let's take the black reptiles bulwark
And new lands for white people
The last hike will bring
Let's go back as heroes
And let's add a ballad about
Like a Russian soldier, a Russian warrior
He spent the crusade!