Breast Arise for Soviet land


again war
Threaten native country,
pack of fascists are not asleep.
Close the enemies!
Take care of the Fatherland,
Breast Arise for Soviet land!

The hour is not far -
You take a pot you,
Fold the fire near the tents.
To fight, arrows,
Tankers, sailors,
Commander of the cruise!

The storm and heat,
In the deep darkness of the night
In battles with deadly enemies
Name of the leader,
To beat us driving,
Banner will go in front of us!

We met the enemy
Blows of bayonets,
The thunder of the coming victory
With the song home
We are in a strange land
Well that storm of the enemy trail!

again war
Threaten native country,
pack of fascists are not asleep.
Close the enemies!
Take care of the Fatherland,
Breast Arise for Soviet land! 1938