СТАЛКЕР - Гимн наемников - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The cold mind rules them and fire in the hearts! The power of will is invincible, they are not aware of fear! Neither betrayal, nor lies, nor gods broke them, they are a legend, above all others in the end! On the battlefield - the first! Among the talents are the first! In prudence - the first! In fundamental - the first! They are true to themselves and the slogan with words of honor, the mercenary knows the price of the word, hates flattery! A flock of proud wolves cannot be broken! They are eternal, they will live! Let the world change here and behind the line, Mersinaries, Mercinaries ... Cold steel rules them! Let the sorrow touch the heart! If the enemy in the way rises in a black wall, Mersinaries, Mersinaries - into battle! They left their world in which the lie rules, leaving the dirt, leaving the scum alone with them, empty, abandoned, nobody needs it anymore! He does not deserve the strength and means that were invested! And a new trail spread out with a white hand! They found their house, they found themselves! Under the new sky, the wolf spirit becomes stronger and this force makes you respect, believe me! They are a legend, they will take their own! They are immortal, the war is their craft! And every step is a challenge to fate, spit in the face of the enemy! And each "wolf" carries two words: "I can!" Glory and honor! Pride and power! Forces do not count! War is a wolf passion! A flock of proud wolves cannot be broken! They are eternal, they will live! Let the world change here and behind the line, Mersinaries, Mercinaries ... Cold steel rules them! Let the sorrow touch the heart! If the enemy in the way rises in a black wall, Mersinaries, Mersinaries - into battle! Corporation Mercinaries. Keeping honor and pride, you carry your cross! Corporation Mercinaries. Keeping honor and pride, you carry your cross ... You can’t break proud wolves! They are eternal, they will live! Let the world change here and behind the line, Mersinaries, Mercinaries ... Cold steel rules them! Let the sorrow touch the heart! If the enemy in the way rises in a black wall, Mersinaries, Mersinaries - into battle!