Текст песни Воха Васильев - Марш Бойцовых Котов

Bloody glow tightened the horizon,
And the buzz of ruptures is heard away
The trop of war is a fighting cat
And he will not disappear in any trouble!

And on the emblem scalits the beast of fangs,
And forged boots take dust,
Heavy bayonets clap down the hips -
And the cat lives all the troubles in spite.

He is Solzna, he is death, like life is glad,
And he laughs, rising into battle,
Will not let a reliable automaton
And next to a friend, he departs himself.

The earth is burning like a match in the wind,
And glow flames of cities,
Fight cat goes like a look,
And never turns from the road.

War - the blessing of the Earth,
War - for the adventures of the campaign,
Alaai duke leads us forward
The battle cat will not disappear anywhere!