Текст песни 210 - Широко Шагая

Closed the ranks of strong guys
" Who are we? We have the power ! " Zaoret cheerleader
Head hurts from yelling and swearing
And the rage in the body of all fear killed

But here comes the composition of enemy
They are more again , but no stranger
Compromises and pity for the time left
Their enemies in the mire need to trample !

Bandages on his hands that rescued more than once
Fists cut the air in search of victims
Outcome as always broken eye
But the trophy - the blood on his hands aponenta

Heal the wounds always unpleasant
Lifted out of the mud beaten friends
But it's clear victory and joy
With the victory is always more fun to live !

chorus

walking Tall
Proudly raised his fist !
NO! We will not back down
Leaving behind the enemies !

walking Tall
Loudly sing a song !
NO! We will not back down
For native color we die !