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Into the Motherland the German Army March!
In the Soviet Union, Summer 1943
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight
Waiting for the Axis, to march into the trap
Mines are placed in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting to be triggered
When the time is right
Imminent invasion
Imminent attack
Once the battle's started
There's no turning back
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Fields of Prokhorovka, feel the heat of battle burned
Suffered heavy loses losses, the tide of war has turned
Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts
Hunt them Out of Russia, out of Soviet land
Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat
Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel
"Ruined seventh Army Axis rest in hell"
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Will of the people, strong in command
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Once more victorious, the Red Army stands
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed.
In the Soviet Union, Summer 1943
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight
Waiting for the Axis, to march into the trap
Mines are placed in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting to be triggered
When the time is right
Imminent invasion
Imminent attack
Once the battle's started
There's no turning back
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Fields of Prokhorovka, feel the heat of battle burned
Suffered heavy loses losses, the tide of war has turned
Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts
Hunt them Out of Russia, out of Soviet land
Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat
Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel
"Ruined seventh Army Axis rest in hell"
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Will of the people, strong in command
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands
Once more victorious, the Red Army stands
The end of the Third Reich draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack
Into the Motherland the German Army march!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge
Panzers on Russian soil
Thunder in the east.
One million men at war, The Soviet wrath unleashed.
В 1994 мы с супругой с удовольствием наблюдали спор двух моих двоюродных дедушек в Питере))
Семья у них родилась в рубашках, прошли всю войну с 1941 по 1945: отец с ранением, но живой, два сына, старший в пехоте служил- с легким ранением и контузией (после Курской дуги, кстати), дошел до Берлина, младший- начинал с юнги, закончил капитаном второго ранга, без ранений.
Так вот/ тот что моряк, младший тааакой убежденный коммунист- оптимист, а старший (умер уже, к сожалению)- наоборот, скептик, спорили они по каждому поводу. в т.ч. по поводу музыки. Морячок — то покрыл бы матом сие творение, а старшему бы очень понравилось)) Я расспрашивал у него про Курскую дугу. Насколько я понял, главное было не упасть и не споткнуться, не остановится, тогда шансов выжить не было вообще никаких.
Семья у них родилась в рубашках, прошли всю войну с 1941 по 1945: отец с ранением, но живой, два сына, старший в пехоте служил- с легким ранением и контузией (после Курской дуги, кстати), дошел до Берлина, младший- начинал с юнги, закончил капитаном второго ранга, без ранений.
Так вот/ тот что моряк, младший тааакой убежденный коммунист- оптимист, а старший (умер уже, к сожалению)- наоборот, скептик, спорили они по каждому поводу. в т.ч. по поводу музыки. Морячок — то покрыл бы матом сие творение, а старшему бы очень понравилось)) Я расспрашивал у него про Курскую дугу. Насколько я понял, главное было не упасть и не споткнуться, не остановится, тогда шансов выжить не было вообще никаких.
