Луч - Боевые подруги
текст песни

We are the everyday life of war,
Collecting in one line
There somewhere in the distance,
There are dear hearts left
There somewhere in the distance,
Your wife kisses your daughter
And he will hug his son
Tell him about his father

What you failed
Sit in the rear indifferently
And throw in hell
Donbass shrouded in death!
What at this moment,
In position with the brothers in harmony,
Getting ready for battle
Holding a machine gun on your chest

She understands
Still far from victory
It's not easy to wait,
Tired of not sleeping at night
What are you to the country -
Like our great-grandfathers, like our grandfathers!
Not an inch of land
I am not ready to yield to the enemy!

Our dear souls,
Parcels are sent to the front
And they pray in church
For the health of our warriors
And they are waiting for us home -
Our wives are fighting friends!
Which means alive
We must return!