To the People From East Russia 歌词

To The People From East Russia (Hail To The Heroes-First Comers!) Waves, Strugs, The Heart Is Beating. The Fingers Erased, The Oar Is Hard The Shore Is Near, But The Enemy Is Near The Men Come In The Unknown Land They Hack Their Way By The Sharp Saber Where Rivers Flow Away Born Again, And Die And Find Their Freedom Here Evil Enemy Prepared Ambushes Never Fights In Fair Combat Our Forefathers Fought Not For Rewards Everyone Knows, They Died For Russland The Arrows Fly As A Bloody Rain The Fingers Are Held, And A Little More Strength Our Ancestors Die, Breaking The Sabers They Give Us The Far East But Why We, Brothers, Shame Our Race The Enemy Is Moving In Our Home We Choke Our Motherland In Drunkenness Opening The Gates For Enemies Stand Up Brothers, Your Sleep Is Not Eternal We Don't Want To Live With Enemies They Never Enter Into Our Souls We Will Never Give Them Our Land