Por Montañas Y Praderas

Through mountains and meadows
advances the division,
to assault the enemy position.

Red the forest of flags
on the march southward:
the workers in arms,
partisans of love.

The glory of these battles
will never fade away.
Forward comrades
we will throw them into the sea!

It will remain in the legend
of this war, this volcano,
the days of Balachaied,
the soldiers of the Soviet.

The bandits are over,
the intervention is over,
our march has ended
long live the revolution!