PunaTerrori - The Storm of T34 | Текст песни

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In the open desolated fields
forests and mountain steppe
in the cold northern breeze and baltic wind
in the autumn calm, in the dawning age of victory

people's iron hammer
strikes like thunder
against the invader foe
weapons of steel
of proletarian victory

mighty guns sound again and again
they howl like wolves in the night
sound of glory, of Soviet victory
countless panzers destroyed lay burning

People's iron sickle
cuts the neck of the fascist rat
spilling the vile vermin's blood
purges the nazi disease with a fiery wrath

Soon full soviet might will be upon the fascist
Bombing Berlin to ruble crushing all resistance
Sound of guns and cannon
playing the victory hymn of the red army

Red flag rises on top of the reichstag
weeping the Führer shoots himself as his empire collapses
The people gather on to the streets
there's sounds of laughter, tears of joy

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