На Выжженной Земле - Stalingrad - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

On the withered palms of the world, Stalingrad burns out. Human hatred of the dog anger grinned the mouth. angrily grinned the mouth. mouth. They carried destruction and troubles, carried the fire of their stoves, but we were tougher, we were angry. Those who came with a sword to get slaves see how the angels of death soar. On their ugly faces of sadness, the stamp is burned. The tears fall down, to the ground, with lead rain. And the captured columns go away, a thin string of row, in fire glowing, burning out, Stalingrad.