Defence Of Moscow

41st God, the enemy drove us, went around
The great line, directed all his might into battle
Marching into hell, with millions of soldiers
The Wehrmacht approached the heart of the country, standing under Moscow

And Marshal Zhukov, brought the front into his hands
Raised the regiments in arms and said, boys!

The Motherland will never forget you!
Nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And they stood to death under the roar of the guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts forever!

Again Borodino, again the death of your sons
Again the beast cast a fierce look to the east
Forces unequal, but trains from all sides
Will bring all reserves to make a march forward!

From Kazakhstan to Magadan!
To death go the regiments, boldly into battle, boys!

The Motherland will never forget you!
Nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And they stood to death under the roar of the guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts forever!

The Motherland will never forget you!
Nowhere to retreat, Moscow is behind us!
And they stood to death under the roar of the guns!
And the memory of them in our hearts forever!