Текст песни THE HATTERS - Выпьем

Occasionally, my friends, we have to meet,
But since when had a chance,
Recall that it was, and a drink, as usual,
As has become a tradition in Russia.

Let us together with the family of Leningrad
Nearby sits at the table.
Recall how the power of Russian soldiers
German drove back.

Here's to those who have a cold winter
The frozen lying dugouts,
He fought in the Poconos, fought on the Volkhov,
I do not retreat a single step!

Here's to those companies of the commanded,
Who died in the snow,
Who Leningrad waded swamps,
Throat squeezing the enemy!

Stand and choknemsya circles standing,
We - the brotherhood of friends of fighting,
Here's to the courage of the fallen heroes,
Here's to the meeting live!
"Here's to the Motherland, for Stalin's drink and have a drink and then pour!"