Текст песни Тимур Муцураев - За родину,за веру,за свободу

Once the war in the Caucasus fire our common home
Burn the house and heard the crying of the earth mother
But on the bright hour of young and old alike as one
People got up and lit by enemy ground

Again war and mourning grieving mothers
But bombings and cries of Chechen children
But blood for blood enemy of choking in his own blood
And Georgia sent two hundred coffins Party

Peoples large and small the world is not
And there is love for freedom and native land
In an unequal battle to the death proudly stood people
In the homeland of the faith for freedom!

On the ground dipped in blood, wounded
Children laugh except only in a dream
There is a fear that never knew
And under enemy burns Chechen land

There is a war blood flows in my land
And the best sons of the homeland loses
The best submit to proudly die
After all, the courage of a hero's death recedes

Peoples large and small the world is not
And there is love for freedom and native land
In an unequal battle to the death proudly stood people
In the homeland of the faith for freedom!