Текст песни Белый - Славянский дух

1.

Crimson rivers spilled onto the battlefield
But will not break the spirit of one who is strong-willed
We even from the womb puppy wolf howls
On my land, every first born under the sign of a warrior

While uncles wash grandmas in someone’s blood
Someone lives or lost shelter under the bombings
While uncles make children dig trenches
The people are gaining a spirit of freedom breaks the shackles

But what about what was acquired in 20 years
Collected, frozen, given at a percentage
Stuffed belly like a whore putting on a check-out
Which everyone does not mind buying even a cent

I am not a hero. I am not a soldier, I do not climb under bullets
And praise from your lips I hardly expect
But I am responsible for the words and I will say them again
While your country robs your country

Chorus:

Let the men write letters, whatever they say
But in our common misfortune, every brother is brother
Both old and young will give a helping hand here
This Slavic spirit remember a single step back

2.

Teller uncle, what did your path of war give?
And if it’s not your fault then whom to blame ???
Trust lost, now come back
All that you gained during this game

Your laws are written, alas, but for everyone
This is a brainwash, who climb into the network
And if you want to reap, take this
I know all your sins are about seven

As it was said, we will sit in the basements
Well, yes ... we are mediocrity we have no place in the halls
In the meantime, your henchmen do not see tomorrow
We, like bloodhounds on the heels, are already smelling

So a fairy tale, uncle, what will your path give?
After all, we have brotherly hearts, and the crowd is behind you
Promises are even, the words dust and abuse
From time immemorial, the zeal of good has triumphed