Т-34 - Гимн пограничников
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The people are sleeping and the country is sleeping
Everyone will wake up only in the morning
Silence to heaven
The stars shine with mother of pearl
Rosa lay on the grass
Our fogs are wide
And on this night the samurai decided
And cross the border by the river

The earth swelled with black skin
Once the Buryan-grass went
For whistling a gimmer
The head broke
The gut was tightened with a sticky fear
Then it douses the cheeks
The smell hit the nose in the nose
Dense dew on the grass
Dirt creaks under boots
Our lakes are deep
And on this night the samurai decided
And cross the border by the river

For us the mountains stands a dense forest
For each spruce, kapakn is waiting and dare
Behind each oak is a sharp bayonet
And in every stone, striving
Capture the enemy skull

Border detachments
Smooting sharp styles
Fingers forged steel
And in the palms of pistols
Free silent
Stand with open eyes
In the silence of the bottomless
Yes, in the darkness is endless
Around the ravines of Bourloma
Spoins and gorges
Drunk from expectation
Bloody hangover

The land of fallen corpses is waiting
Waiting for grass spilled blood
Cemeteries are waiting for Basurmans
On the valleys and on the hills
Banners develop
We have selected shelves
And on this night the samurai decided
And cross the border by the river