Текст песни RADIO TAPOK - Битва За Москву
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Великий рейх, всю свою мощь направил в бой
Маршируя в ад, миллионами солдат,
Вермахт шел к сердцу страны, встав под Москвой
И маршал Жуков, фронт приняв в руки
Поднял в ружьё полки и сказал, сынки!
Родина никогда вас не забудет!
Некуда отступать, за нами Москва!
И на смерть стояли они под залпы орудий!
И память в наших сердцах о них на века!
Вновь Бородино, снова смерть твоих сынов
Вновь зверь бросил взгляд свирепый на восток
Силы не равны, но поезда со всей страны
Свозят все резервы сделать марш бросок!
От Казахстана до Магадана!
На смерть идут полки, смело в бой сынки!
Родина никогда вас не забудет!
Некуда отступать, за нами Москва!
И на смерть стояли они под залпы орудий!
И память в наших сердцах о них на века!
Родина никогда вас не забудет!
Некуда отступать, за нами Москва!
И на смерть стояли они под залпы орудий!
И память в наших сердцах о них на века!
English translate
41st year, the enemy drove us, going around
The great Reich, all its power directed into battle
Marching to hell with millions of soldiers,
The Wehrmacht marched to the heart of the country, standing near Moscow
And Marshal Zhukov, taking the front in hand
Raised the shelves in the gun and said, my sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
Again Borodino, again the death of your sons
Again the beast cast a fierce glance to the East
Forces are not equal, but trains from all over the country
Bring all the reserves to make a March throw!
From Kazakhstan to Magadan!
On death go regiments, boldly in battle sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries! 1941, the enemy was driving us, going around
The Great Reich, directed all its might into battle
Marching to hell, with millions of soldiers,
The Wehrmacht was heading for the heart of the country, standing near Moscow
And Marshal Zhukov, taking the front in hand
Raised the regiments to arms and said, sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
Nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And they stood to the death under the salvos of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
Again Borodino, again the death of your sons
Again the beast cast a ferocious glance to the east
The forces are not equal, but trains from all over the country
Bring all the reserves to make a forced march!
From Kazakhstan to Magadan!
Regiments are going to the death, boldly into battle, sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
English translate
41st year, the enemy drove us, going around
The great Reich, all its power directed into battle
Marching to hell with millions of soldiers,
The Wehrmacht marched to the heart of the country, standing near Moscow
And Marshal Zhukov, taking the front in hand
Raised the shelves in the gun and said, my sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
Again Borodino, again the death of your sons
Again the beast cast a fierce glance to the East
Forces are not equal, but trains from all over the country
Bring all the reserves to make a March throw!
From Kazakhstan to Magadan!
On death go regiments, boldly in battle sons!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
The Motherland will never forget you!
There is nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And to their death they stood under the volleys of guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts for centuries!
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