Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - Орёл шестого легиона

Let me perish under the Acheron
And my blood went to the dogs
Eagle sixth legion
All too eager to heaven.

All the same, he hrab and carefree,
And as always undaunted
Let century soldier fleeting,
But Rome is eternal! Holy Rome!

Under Palestinian, sultry air,
The Syrian noisy cities,
Warning "Quos ego!"
Cause to waver spirit of the enemy.

Blood, sweat, mazoli - we are not a burden,
On the spit wounds - not before,
Let give orders to Tiberius in August
We definitely fulfill it.

It burned in the desert of Jerusalem,
The waves of the Euphrates hardened,
In honor of the Emperor and Rome
Sixth Legion marches.

Let me perish under the Acheron
Let my blood went to the dogs
Sixth Legion Eagle
Everything just eager to heaven.