A keresés eredménye

The White Partisans

In the cold and the famine,
By the cities and by the fields,
At the call of Denikin,
Marched the white partisans,
At the call of Denikin,
Marched the white partisans.
 
Slashing Bolshevik troupes,
by rallying the Atamans.
In their epic campaigns,
they were hunting down trembling Trotsky.
In their epic campaigns,
they were hunting down trembling Trotsky.
 
It is for a Holy Russia,
For the old traditions,
For the glory and the motherland,
What were these battalions fighting.
For the glory and the motherland,
What were these battalions fighting.
 
Your glory is immortal,
White Volunteers and Officers,
And our cruel agony,
The shame of the west.
And your cruel agony,
The same of the West.
 

The Song of Fidelity

The men with a vile soul,
Hunting the scepter and the cross,
Have imposed in our cities,
The denial of the Law.
 
But so that always on earth,
A rallying point remain,
From age to age are loyal,
The men of our blood.
But so that always on earth,
A rallying point remain,
From age to age are loyal,
The men of our blood.
 
They are faithful to the voice of their soul,
Of their woods, mountains and blood

Goodbye Comrade

Farewell comrade, may the Lord protect you
On the road where your angel will watch.
May the Virgin Mary show you the way to the stars
Where we will meet tomorrow.
May the Virgin Mary show you the way to the stars
Where we will meet tomorrow.
 
Farewell comrade, may the Lord protect you
On the road where your angel will watch.
May the Virgin Mary show you the way to the stars
Where we will meet tomorrow.
May the Virgin Mary show you the way to the stars
Where we will meet tomorrow.