Tma, pryzhok, oskaliv past,
Noch pomozhyet nye propast,
Vyetyer v polye protiv nas,
Lunnyy svyet - pryedatyel, sdast.
Igry lyudyey, ryezhut zhizni zvyeryey,
Vystryely layut: "Byegi bystryey"
Bol, voy, plamya
Zhyeltykh zrachkov, krasnykh flazhkov,
Rvyet noch staya,
Shyelyest shagov, kriki vragov smyeshalis
Bol, voy, plamya
Zhyeltykh zrachkov, krasnykh flazhkov,
Rvyet noch staya,
Probil chas, nyebo protiv nas.
Gdye stoit sudby kapkan,
Zhazhdit krovi, novykh ran,
Past na dno styeklyannykh glaz,
Skolko pul i skolko nas
Tyelo naskvoz i rvanula dusha,
Budyem svobodny i nye dysha!