Текст песни Глеб Самойлов и Константин Бекрев - Партизаны

This night is not proydet-
My shot down the plane.
It is a sad star
Down the sky floats.
Left shadow, Right shadow.
This shadow on the fence.
In the shadow of the fence
That way lay sad ...

Guerrillas blew up bridges,
Explosions ring gently in silence,
And ringing silence just hear me
As the guerrillas blew up bridges
And shoot, shoot in the dark ...
All in the name of victory, all in the name of Thrash ...

Silent nightingale
A darker darkness ...
Darkness all terrible,
And the moon is not visible.
This night is not proydet-
Do not fly the plane
He looks sad in the sky
And sadly sings ...

Guerrillas blew up bridges,
Explosions ring gently in silence,
And ringing silence just hear me
As the guerrillas blew up bridges
And shoot, shoot at me ...
All in the name of victory, all in the name of Thrash ...