Lyrics Алесь Мікус - Батальён Данбас

I have not seen the war, you did not see the war
I have it on you, you 'even with it on you
This is not the way through the glass. Here it is how matter
It is our there, like it was our
This is not the way through the glass. Here it is how matter
It is our there, like it was our

Donbass, Donbass, Donbass

Corn field, away piles
Lies ahead will, someone is waiting for death
Copse and dust. I've probably been here
This is seen in the in-law, and so here again
Copse and dust. I've probably been here
This is seen in the in-law, and so here again

Somewhere in the silence of the streets, the streets at night
Somewhere burning lights, and you along here Walk
There lantern here at the star sky
He will never give up the motherland
And so goes the night of the Black Battalion
I will not give home
And so goes the night, my black battalion