Павел Евграфов - Рукопашная
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Ships, planes, and tanks immediately
The argument is not bad in a terrible fight
But for the Russian world for the umpteenth time
Everything is decided again in hand-to-hand combat

We collided point blank What is our reproach to fate?
No time for bullets - our teeth are more accurate
I rush to the one who touched the shutter
And I cling like a wolf to his neck

And behind me the lieutenant, having forgotten about everything
Turning white, but not knowing the shame
Presses an enemy knife into his body with his shoulder
And screams like little Mamaaa

Our fight without rules Fatal plot
There are about ten of us and ten of them too
Who wins, and above us is a neutral dawn
Licks blood on torn skin

The head under the butt cracks like a nut
There is no longer a horizon on earth
It’s not just local success that’s forged here.
This is the only way the front line breaks

Someone wheezed from the side and a bone crunched
We will evaluate later who is lost
No matter how much we would like to, anger is helpless
The one who is more confident will win

The following text is not for ladies. Remove the children!
The distances pierced by wild screams
How we stood, trembling, on our vomit
And the comrades of the fallen were considered

In war, of course, there are more important battles
But there is an opinion from the reckless
All the victories of great Russia are mine
Originated in hand-to-hand combat