On the field tanks rumbled


Motors flame embraced
And the tower lick languages
I accept the challenge of destiny
Direct handshake.

Do not expect mercy - the enemy does not sleep
The fire does not give mercy
And the explosion Towers
A hundred meters will carry.

Revell clanking machine
Splinters rained down on his chest
Goodbye my dear, calm down
And forget about me forever.

Maroussia Goodbye, dear
Goodbye HF - our brother
Four bodies near the tank
Complement the landscape of mourning.

We derive from the wreckage
Raise your hands frame
And the shots of tower guns
The final journey takes us.

And fly there telegram
Friends and relatives to notify
That your son no longer return
And do not come to visit

Sobbing cry mother old
Tear hand smahnot father
And darling do not know
What was the end of the tank driver.

And will gather dust card
On a shelf of forgotten books
In tankistskoy form, uniform
And it it is no longer the bride.

Motors flame embraced
And the tower lick languages
I accept the challenge of destiny
Direct handshake.