Текст песни Военные песни - Горячая точка

The crimson sunset will conquer the silence,
She swallowed so many guys.
Lear tears from pain. Will be rewarded in paradise.
Today the heroes died in battle.
The ominous rage subsided in the night.
Pity is unthinkable. Soul, don't scream.
Hold the tired will in your hands,
The soldier's share is in no hurry to execute.

Chorus. Hot spot
Bloody battles,
Hot spot -
Fire of defeats.
In the cold valley
The twilight reigns.
From moaning
The soldier bowed.
Cooling souls
Fly to heaven.
Sorry guys,
For the fact that you are there.
Sorry guys,
For the fact that I'm here.
I will keep it holy
Soldier honor.

How a bright fire in the basement burns!
A terrible pain crushes the bitterness of resentment.
Hugging with death, not forgetting friends,
With a lead mixture burst into smoke:
For the Holy Land, for the fallen guys,
For mom, their native soldiers are standing.
Simple guys, sons of mothers
You were once, heroes-now.

Chorus.