Текст песни Грозные Терцы - Вспомним, братцы, про былое

and-her brothers remember about the former
as Sunzha without water
For three days we were
wait for food.

CHORUS:
Grammy glory pipe
Across the Don region
In the mountains, the entire Caucasus
Rang out the glory of our

We passed through the woods
There Dorozhen'ka narrow
The commander reported
Nope no bread piece.

We came to the Balkans -
We seemed high
In half an hour smashed
And they said nothing

We rode gorochki
like locusts
From berdanochkov shot
All of the Don Cossacks

Oh, you, the Turks, GOLOLOBOV,
And where are you from the Donets to fight!
Oh, your bastard Englishwoman
Not able to give help

V (w) Well, you, Turks, boreal,
Do not you see Russia!
Not such a horn broken,
Slonim and you like bulls ...