A SONG OF RESURRECTION FOR THOSE WHO HAVE FALLEN IN DEFENSE OF THE COUNTRY A KADISH

 

I am Russian and I know how to suffer

 

It rains the sprinkles of April

tears of the clouds

They drown out my song for the dead

It is the hour of the responsory and of the kaddish

Russia carries on his back

the sins of the world

messianic country

Her story is a song of resurrection

Ukrainian and Russian young blood

Fallen heroes in the wheat fields

The Dnieper river with its waters

It serves as a shroud

I am Russian and I know how to suffer

I offer myself a victim in holocaust

for the whole humanity

stupid heroes

Rostov Recruits

Don Cossacks

lives offered

In defense of the fatherland

downcast

Inside the cockpit of a tank

May Triumph Heroes

The country does not forget you

I tell you that you did not succumb in vain

Saint Michael the Archangel

I took you by the hand to heaven

Your names will not fall insigns

In the murky waters of dishonor

Michael freed you from the deep lake

vjod up vjod up

fly high

waiting for the resurrection

xristos vaskriese