222. LANDING BATTALION
(From move “Belorussian Station”. Song by Bulat Okudjava)

In here birds don’t sings,
No growing trees can see,
But only we are side by side
Ingrowth ourself in mud.

The Earth is burning and wild whirling
A smoke hang over Motherland!
It signify, that we need only Winning!
At any price! The Win - all to a man!
The Victory! The Win - all to a man!

It’s sea of flame ahead us, -
It quite forceless! - we all in one!
The die is cast!
We slip by night for mission! -
Our special, our landing battalion!
Our special, our landing battalion!

So soon as armistice, -
The marching order: “Rise!”
And our postman will run mad -
Be on the hunt for us.

A red sky-rocket start and gleaming,
A machine-gun shoot tireless!
It signify, that we need only Winning!
A Win - all to a man! At any price!
A Win - all to a man! At any price!

It’s sea of flame ahead us, -
It quite forceless! - we all in one!
The die is cast!
We slip by night for mission! -
Our special, our landing battalion!
Our special, our landing battalion!

From field Kursk and Orel (Орёл)
War brought us, after all,

To very hostile’s home gate! -
That’s just the point in whole!

Some day we will bethink this story,
And we will not believe to it!..
But, what we need right now: only Glory!
A Win - all to a man! - Just by all means!
A Win - all to a man! - Just by all means!

It’s sea of flame ahead us, -
It quite forceless! - we all in one!
The die is cast!
We slip by night for mission! -
Our special, our landing battalion!
Our special, our landing battalion!

Сентябрь 27,  2003 г.

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