Те, кто в танке [Te, kto v tanke] [English translation]

Get up!

Here the state is me, puppy,

Your fatherland, your king and god,

You were born here - so pay the tax,

To the sounds of the anthem you must get up!

And give your duty for your fatherland,

We will bring you back to mother, son,

Without a head, without arms or without legs.

Fall in! Attention!

Attention!

Attention!

Attention!

Attention!

Hey, you just thought you're smartest here,

You just believed that you would break the suspension

Of air shit castles, but soon

All your utopia will come fucked up,

When the fellow opens with his feet

A door that is closed for military training.

And all what gave your life meaning,

What you expected,

What you preserved,

What dreamed about,

What you were,

And what you have not become,

It doesn’t matter to us!

In the morning, children on a sled,

But those, who are in the tank, are eager to battle again.

Hey, somehow you're overseas fag,

Make love and give the world a chance!

So we will go to war with love.

Hey, somehow this is cool for you,

Let's fill the sky with kindness.

So we will fill the sky with kind blood.

And all that you lived,

What you expect,

What you preserved,

What was dreaming about,

Will be covered by dust

With steel painted by dark red.

In the morning, children on a sled,

But those, who are in the tank, are eager for battle again.

Southerners swallows fly into the world with spring,

But those who are in the tank go to the world with war.

They go to the world with war,

They go to the world with war,

And our name is ... Get up!

Are you the smartest here again? (Get up!)

We’ll quickly knock out your arrogance by boots! (Get up!)

And we will make you piss blood! (Get up!)

As you were! Attention! Listen, fuck! (Get up!)

Roll up your freedom on the lip! (Get up!)

It's hard in studying - easy in coffin! (Get up!)

We will decide your fate for you! (Get up!)

The king is pleased! At ease!

At ease!

At ease!

At ease!

At ease!

In the morning, children on a sled,

But those, who are in the tank, are eager for battle again

The war from the inside is

Meat, blood and pus,

But those in the tank go into the world with war.

With war!

With war!

With war!

They go to the world with war.