Текст песни Илья Божко - Брестская крепость

Here, between the Bug and Muhovtsom,
In the green grass 41-year
Everyone who was in the fortress negluptsom
Aware that the war in the doorway,

But do not imagine that at 4 am
He had no boots, only in underwear goes wrong
And without weapons, shouting & quot; Cheers! & Quot;
To the abyss of immortality suddenly touches ...

Who survived the night shelling,
Who would not lay down his head in the melee -
Ragged, tattered fervently sang
With Kholmsky broken gate on the tower;

With the helmet of water, perished in the river,
To water exhausted other;
Patches shirt ripping off his hands
In okrovavlёnnoe flag over the Bug;

Exhausted in agony forces
Last bullet in the wall carving,
The mercy of the enemy, did not asked ...
He wrote: & quot; Do not shame, to die! & Quot;

Here, between the Bug and Muhovtsom,
In the green grass of the 21st century
The patient lies on the heart scar
Feat of the Soviet man ...

What would not amused time -
Memory frozen lava.
Brest Fortress bears the burden ...
Glory to the heroes - heroes of glory!

                                             (C)