Текст песни Nord Wolf - Марш Беларускай Краёвай Абароны

Belarusian soldiers are coming
Through villages, hamlets, cities
Break all coercion
What centuries, years carried to them.

Let no more enemies dare
Draw us your will
The flags of the Chase are already clearing
Their hands are strong to hold.

And the song pours over the fields
Out of our land,
You have been drinking our blood for centuries
Death to you, you have outlived your life!

Soldiers go and sing
Girls' hearts beat faster,
The rays of the sun in arms shine
They go on, on ...

Not one of them is in his native village
Left his sweetheart,
Her gaze in the cold night
He will be remembered in battle.

Like a bird, the thought succeeds
Where the house is native, where the plow.
And he fearlessly rushes forward,
To beat the bandits, tramp.

Belarusian soldiers are coming
Through villages, hamlets, cities
Break all coercion,
What centuries, years carried to them.

The white-red-white flag is free
In the heart of each of them.
Soldier of the National Defense
Guarded his rights.

And the song pours over the fields,
Out of our land,
You have been drinking our blood for centuries
Death to you, you have outlived your life!