Текст песни Иван Царевичъ - Ледовое побоище

Chorus: (quote from Sergei Prokofiev's contata "Alexander Nevsky")
In Native Russia, in Russia there is no great enemy,
Get up, get up
Mother Native Russia!

Terrible suffering!
Pain, but not a problem
I walked with blood
By brothers!

Fate clings
On happy days
On rotten stumps
Crucifixes!

We have already drawn our swords
And we lick the Burning Stone with thirst
We are paying tribute, we are waiting for the deadline.
But the Teutons are closer to us now!

Chorus:
Alexander, lead your squad into battle!
Novgorodians will remember Pskov!
Hit, slash and slash the enemy!
Shout out GOY!
RUSSIA IS GOING TO CALL!

Terrible suffering!
Trouble rushes!
Well done lie
In the mounds!

Black crosses
Howling dogs
Blood comes out
On the wounds!

The ice is cracking! The water will boil, boil!
Under the armor of a pack of dogs
The cross is broken! And the Earth itself!
The spirit of the beast drives into holes!

Chorus:
Alexander, lead your squad into battle!
Novgorodians will remember Pskov!
Hit, slash and slash the enemy!
Shout out GOY!
RUSSIA IS GOING TO CALL!

Russia goes to the call!
Watch out for fate!
Where there are people, the pitchfork is sharpened there!
So from year to year
Rod will not die
Leaving us choice and strength!
Do not ruffle fate
Mother of Cheese-Earth
Is given away by a strained nerve!
For enemies - a churchyard!
We stood tall
And in the 12th and 41st!

Chorus:
Yaroslavich, lead your squad into battle!
Novgorodians will remember Pskov!
Hit, slash and slash the enemy!
Shout out GOY!
RUSSIA IS GOING TO CALL!

CHORUS:
In Native Russia, in Russia there is no great enemy,
Get up, get up
Mother Native Russia!

And who else does not get the suffering
They will remember Russia ..!
Yes in every way ..!