Lyrics Гимн Великой Отечественной войны - Вставай Страна Огромная
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Священная война
Музыка: А. Александров Слова: В.Лебедев-Кумач
Вставай, страна огромная,
Вставай на смертный бой
С фашистской силой тёмною,
С проклятою ордой.
Припев:
Пусть ярость благородная
Вскипает, как волна, —
Идёт война народная,
Священная война!
Как два различных полюса,
Во всём враждебны мы.
За свет и мир мы боремся,
Они — за царство тьмы.
Припев.
Дадим отпор душителям
Всех пламенных идей,
Насильникам, грабителям,
Мучителям людей!
Припев.
Не смеют крылья чёрные
Над Родиной летать,
Поля её просторные
Не смеет враг топтать!
Припев.
Гнилой фашистской нечисти
Загоним пулю в лоб,
Отребью человечества
Сколотим крепкий гроб!
Припев.
Пойдём ломить всей силою,
Всем сердцем, всей душой
За землю нашу милую,
За наш Союз большой!
Припев.
Встаёт страна огромная,
Встаёт на смертный бой
С фашистской силой тёмною,
С проклятою ордой!
Припев.
Английский вариант песни
в переводе Александра Артемова
Get up, the giant country,
Get up for mortal fight
With German horde uncounted,
With forces of the night
Chorus:
Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave.
The people’s war, the holy war.
We’ll fight until the grave.
Let's give repulse to oppressors
Of all the ardent thoughts.
To rapers and to murderers,
Let's say the swear words.
Chorus:
We will not let the darkened wings
Fly over Motherland.
The native country spacious fields
Are not for fiend's extend.
Chorus:
For rotten fascist pack we've got
A bullet and a bomb.
The spawn of the planet Earth
Must get into the tomb.
Музыка: А. Александров Слова: В.Лебедев-Кумач
Вставай, страна огромная,
Вставай на смертный бой
С фашистской силой тёмною,
С проклятою ордой.
Припев:
Пусть ярость благородная
Вскипает, как волна, —
Идёт война народная,
Священная война!
Как два различных полюса,
Во всём враждебны мы.
За свет и мир мы боремся,
Они — за царство тьмы.
Припев.
Дадим отпор душителям
Всех пламенных идей,
Насильникам, грабителям,
Мучителям людей!
Припев.
Не смеют крылья чёрные
Над Родиной летать,
Поля её просторные
Не смеет враг топтать!
Припев.
Гнилой фашистской нечисти
Загоним пулю в лоб,
Отребью человечества
Сколотим крепкий гроб!
Припев.
Пойдём ломить всей силою,
Всем сердцем, всей душой
За землю нашу милую,
За наш Союз большой!
Припев.
Встаёт страна огромная,
Встаёт на смертный бой
С фашистской силой тёмною,
С проклятою ордой!
Припев.
Английский вариант песни
в переводе Александра Артемова
Get up, the giant country,
Get up for mortal fight
With German horde uncounted,
With forces of the night
Chorus:
Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave.
The people’s war, the holy war.
We’ll fight until the grave.
Let's give repulse to oppressors
Of all the ardent thoughts.
To rapers and to murderers,
Let's say the swear words.
Chorus:
We will not let the darkened wings
Fly over Motherland.
The native country spacious fields
Are not for fiend's extend.
Chorus:
For rotten fascist pack we've got
A bullet and a bomb.
The spawn of the planet Earth
Must get into the tomb.
Holy war
Music: A. Alexandrov Lyrics: V.Lebedev-Kumach
Get up, the country is huge,
Get up on a mortal battle
With the fascist force of the dark,
With the cursed horde.
Chorus:
Let the rage be noble
Effervesces like a wave -
There is a people's war,
Holy war!
Like two different poles,
In all we are hostile.
For light and peace we are fighting,
They are for the kingdom of darkness.
Chorus.
Let's fight stranglers
All fiery ideas,
The rapists, robbers,
Torturers of people!
Chorus.
Do not dare the wings of black
Over the Motherland to fly,
Its fields are spacious
Do not dare to trample the enemy!
Chorus.
Rotting fascist evil spirits
Put the bullet in the forehead,
Shore off humanity
Shall we break a strong coffin!
Chorus.
Let's go to break with all the strength,
With all my heart, with all my heart
For our dear land,
For our Union is great!
Chorus.
The country rises huge,
Rises to the death battle
With the fascist force of the dark,
With the cursed horde!
Chorus.
English version of the song
in the translation of Alexander Artemov
Get up, the giant country,
Get up for mortal fight
With German horde uncounted,
With forces of the night
Chorus:
Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave.
The people's war, the holy war.
We'll fight until the grave.
Let's give repulse to oppressors
Of all the ardent thoughts.
To rapers and to murderers,
Let's say the swear words.
Chorus:
We will not let the darkened wings
Fly over Motherland.
The native country spacious fields
Are not for fiend's extend.
Chorus:
For rotten fascist pack
A bullet and a bomb.
The spawn of the planet Earth
Must get into the tomb.
Music: A. Alexandrov Lyrics: V.Lebedev-Kumach
Get up, the country is huge,
Get up on a mortal battle
With the fascist force of the dark,
With the cursed horde.
Chorus:
Let the rage be noble
Effervesces like a wave -
There is a people's war,
Holy war!
Like two different poles,
In all we are hostile.
For light and peace we are fighting,
They are for the kingdom of darkness.
Chorus.
Let's fight stranglers
All fiery ideas,
The rapists, robbers,
Torturers of people!
Chorus.
Do not dare the wings of black
Over the Motherland to fly,
Its fields are spacious
Do not dare to trample the enemy!
Chorus.
Rotting fascist evil spirits
Put the bullet in the forehead,
Shore off humanity
Shall we break a strong coffin!
Chorus.
Let's go to break with all the strength,
With all my heart, with all my heart
For our dear land,
For our Union is great!
Chorus.
The country rises huge,
Rises to the death battle
With the fascist force of the dark,
With the cursed horde!
Chorus.
English version of the song
in the translation of Alexander Artemov
Get up, the giant country,
Get up for mortal fight
With German horde uncounted,
With forces of the night
Chorus:
Let noble anger of the soul
Get boiled as a wave.
The people's war, the holy war.
We'll fight until the grave.
Let's give repulse to oppressors
Of all the ardent thoughts.
To rapers and to murderers,
Let's say the swear words.
Chorus:
We will not let the darkened wings
Fly over Motherland.
The native country spacious fields
Are not for fiend's extend.
Chorus:
For rotten fascist pack
A bullet and a bomb.
The spawn of the planet Earth
Must get into the tomb.