Текст песни Бираегъ - Алания

Let's leave life on this field, and take honor with us!
As brothers, in a friendly, dense formation, we go forward for glory!
Gray hair will break through, lame old age will come to us!
We will remember the fighting games, how we glorified our people!
For the good name of the fatherland, for mothers and sisters!
As in the war, we clenched our teeth, kept the enemy pressure!
For the towers in the upper Fiagdon, for the poor man on Turhan!
For a small land that is drowning in the worldly harsh vanity!
For those who fell in the battles of Tskhinval, who soared from the first school
to paradise!
For a tramp from dark quarters and a veteran old man!
We will remember the roar of the violent tribune, goose bumps will run again!
As on that distant moonlit night, fireworks will flash over Spartacus!
Let's leave life on this field, and take honor with us!
As brothers, in a friendly, dense formation, we go forward for glory!
Gray hair will break through, lame old age will come to us!
We will remember the fighting games, how we glorified our people!
For what Khetagurov gave us and for Abaev Vaso!
For glaciers and mountain tours, for our grandfathers and fathers!
For the highlander's brother at the Mariinsky and for Gazzaev in Moscow!
For those who steal bread in the market and those who are dressed in gold!
For the leg of God Mirjalol, for Sulya, Bakhwa and Jioya!
For the masseur on the bench, for our elders above!
Let's leave life on this field, and take honor with us!
As brothers, in a friendly, dense formation, we go forward for glory!
Gray hair will break through, lame old age will come to us!
We will remember the fighting games, how we glorified our people!
To give hope to a person, to overcome poverty and shame!
To think about who and what, an ordinary thief is stealing!
So that everyone suddenly stops and understands that We are on the edge!
That as a hundred years ago in verse they shamefully beat us with rods!
Time erases our culture and language like a pattern!
And our - AEGDAU! abandoned by us, among the sacred mountains!
Well, go ahead sons of Alan into battle! Enough big words!
Until the Bars left us! In the upper reaches of the glaciers!
... let's leave our life on this field !!!