Чечня в огне - Чеченский крест
текст песни

In the Caucasus, there is an unknown grave
Not with a cross, nor the crescents are not crowned
Do not measure her step
not to find
No losing
He will not find out, about her dad
Mother will not come
The not -woven outskirts, the battle broke out
Everything was equal, everything was mixed
Who is the hero now
Who is the hero?! And where is the victory?!
Neither understand, and not find
Where is it true, there is no answer
Only ash in front
Grief tears, pain of loss, endless
Soldiers, mutilated
They would have tea, yes stronger,
They would hug a girl
But the dashing trouble happened, they were sent to fight
Yes, to fight them, what kind of diva?
All accustomed
Who will climb on us with a sword, we will immediately throw it out
Where are you Nevsky? Where is Suvorov?
And where are the fathers of gray -haired Rus'?
Dies our troops, there is no one to save
All the Fatherland
The grave is not digging
The son returned from the Caucasian mountains, all shabby
But the guy does not sleep tight, the guy is a black demon,
Dreaming of vodka, and Egor,
Dreaming Vitka, and Mahorka,
Dreaming Sashka, yes Samashki,
And not a folding gray cross.