Текст песни Громоглас - гимн Белой дроздовской дивизии

Beats our last, twelfth hour!
Hear the voice szyvayuschy us
Forgot voice, but the voice of the native,
Close, familiar and dear to us.
Do you hear the imperious call
Merge into a single, powerful impulse,
In the formidable cloud of winged eagles,
Terrible for our ancestral enemies.
Knights of honor and duty, go ahead!
Die fatherland killed people,
Groaning under the yoke of native land,
Moan and cry woods and fields!
Time is short, suffering is not waiting
The leader of the Crowned you loud calls
In what fatal, bloody distance,
Where human sadness lurking ...
Vzdente chainmail, take damask,
Cross draw on gold armor.
By the sacred battle would rather,
Saddle your horses safely zealous!
Time is short, suffering is not waiting
Die fatherland killed people,
Die shrines their homelands
In the camp of violent bloody enemies.
Knights of honor and duty, go ahead!
Sovereign voice calling us again
In Grozny, the great crusade.
Knights of honor and duty - go ahead!