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    Default Russian "Army Songs" with translation

    Hellow, guys.
    A little history first, if you dont mind.

    I registered here a long time ago, then I forgot about this forum. Now I just came home from Russian army (here in Russia every man must serve a year in army). And in the army I learned a lot of our Army songs. This is some sort of genre of music. They usually are not well played, not well sung. BUT. They was writed by a soldiers. As I know, army songs (as we know them) came from Afghanistan war. They show you what REALLY was in thoughts of russian soldiers. The difference between USA military and old Russian (Soviet) military is that in Russia you just Have to serve. And our politicians stopped selling convicts in conflicts not a long time ago. Now there are only contractors. But not a long time ago they ordered to go and, often, die a usual, 18 years old boys, who just yesterday have fun with their friends. And these boys, who often even didn't have any training, exept snow removal, cleaning etc, just came to battle.
    Now there is no such a thing. But that songs left for us as a reminder of those guys, who died, about that wars (usually they sing about Afghanistan and Chechen wars).
    My personal opinion is that army must consist of contractors.

    Sorry, if my english is bad. Trying to do my best


    Ok. To the songs. The first will be "I'll tie a kerchief"



    It is one of my favorite.
    Translation:

    I'll tie a kerchief, I'll tie it up in a knot
    And I will go frantically, through the plumbum cold
    I will walk on the North Caucasian land
    With a rifle on a sholder, right by brother Sashka (name Sasha, Alexander)

    There is Chaban-Machi in the front, Hattab's fortress there.
    There is a dollar reward for terrorists, for us (mean if they kill us, I don't lnow, if I translate it properly ).
    Rocket
    flew above the mountain, early at the morning.
    There was a fight
    from the night until dawn.

    Assault groups was moving through the village
    Spreading out terrorists bodies on the ground
    But it is not true, that all bullets are "dumb" (old russian expression "bullet is dumb")
    Guys walked to their
    immortality there.

    There is a dirt blowed up under Igor
    And Alena lost her father, when she was 5 years old.
    I will never forget Sashka Soloviev
    He made no step back, he kept the defence.

    All the ammo he left as a desert for the enemy
    Where he take position, there he stay to lie forever.
    I will never forget Spicin Sergey
    How he whispered his last word, turning pale.

    No, I am not afraid of Death, let her being afraid
    Guys, maybe we are sleeping and war is a dream?
    But Black Tulips (cars with bodies, aka cago №200) going back to Motherland.
    Third, silently, for the guys, fill the glasses.


    I'll tie a kerchief, I'll tie it up in a knot
    And I will go frantically, through the plumbum cold
    I will walk on the North Caucasian land
    With a rifle on a sholder, but without brother Sashka...



    I think that there are a lot of dumb mistakes, and I'm sorry for that. I tried to translate for you to understand the main idea. :3

    If you are interested, I will translate more for you.

    And, of course, I'll be happy to answer your questions

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    The only songs I remember from the American military we sang in basic training, and they, shall I say, were much, MUCH different... they were... COLORFUL.


    WARNING: Crude content....

    ... while marching...

    Yur laaaayft, laaaayft, left right left

    Up jumped a monkey from the coconut grove
    He's a cool mother fucker you can tell by his clothes

    Line a hundred women up against the wall
    Said look out girls gonna fuck you all

    Fucked 98 'til his balls turned blue
    Then he backed off, jacked off and fucked the other two

    Yur laaaayft, laaayft, left right left...


    @Gunny probably remembers a few since he was a D.I.
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    Quote Originally Posted by High_Plains_Drifter View Post
    The only songs I remember from the American military we sang in basic training, and they, shall I say, were much, MUCH different... they were... COLORFUL.
    What do you mean by "Colorful"?


    We have a lot of songs in military, that we sing while we go in the formation. This is different.

    We sing this songs in evenings, when we got a little free time, when somebody find a guitar, and a person who know what to do with it Often it was a sergeant.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Polite Russian View Post
    What do you mean by "Colorful"?


    We have a lot of songs in military, that we sing while we go in the formation. This is different.

    We sing this songs in evenings, when we got a little free time, when somebody find a guitar, and a person who know what to do with it Often it was a sergeant.
    You'll have to reread my post, PR, I added something after you posted.

    Sorry about that.

    Your English is fine.
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    Quote Originally Posted by High_Plains_Drifter View Post
    You'll have reread my post, PR, I added something after you posted.

    Sorry about that.

    Oh, my bad, sorry.
    hahah, I like it.

    I dont think, that I can type here song, that we used to have in our company
    It is longer and need some translation. Maybe later. Thread is about different kind of songs.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Polite Russian View Post
    Oh, my bad, sorry.
    hahah, I like it.

    I dont think, that I can type here song, that we used to have in our company
    It is longer and need some translation. Maybe later. Thread is about different kind of songs.
    I wish I knew some, but we never sang any in the Air Force outside of Basic Training.

    Maybe some of the other veterans here did. We have a few guys that were lifers in other branches.

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    Default Hunt for Red October...here in the USA. Only Russian song we may know.



    GO TO TIME.....1:56 and listen.
    Last edited by aboutime; 12-25-2017 at 06:35 PM.
    I love to make Liberals Cry, and Whine.
    So, this is for them.
    GOD BLESS AMERICA - IN GOD WE TRUST !

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    ....Hello...Can Serb blood play?

    "His Eyes search the Horizon, that`s the thousand yards stare."








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    http://lyricstranslate.com/ru/%D1%8E...#ixzz52LkU75da

    Youth in the boots

    Hello, clouded sky,
    Hello youth in the boots,
    Disappear, my yearning,
    Here he is- me, hello, troops!
    Hey, rails , trains everywhere,
    How did I get here?
    Here is not, like in civilian life,
    On any civilian life,
    Life on outside and from the other side
    Try to learn on your own.
    For the press there is no reason.
    Its not easy to be yourself,
    When the formation is marching,
    Only like falcon beats the heart
    And rejoicing and does lough,
    And it can't under the guard to sing in the chest.
    If only to know, what is there ahead...


    Somewhere the river is flowing,
    Somewhere home, where everyone waiting for us to return,
    Its not the sorrow slightly, our eyes is simply tickle by wind.


    Somewhere the river is flowing,
    Somewhere home, where everyone waiting for us to return,
    Its not the sorrow slightly, our eyes is simply tickle by wind.


    Step forward and two backward step,
    Who would know why I'm glad,
    Simply I've thrown down sadness,
    As if from the shoulder head.
    The way is on joints of rails,
    The temples hammering pulse.


    You'll understand, as will be needed,
    Where is friendship, where is treason,
    Where is career, and where is service,
    And how the heart is unarmed,


    How deceptive is the appearance,
    How many stars and how many stripes,
    How many faces, disguises and guises,
    And how little differences between us .
    Indifferent alike to praise or blame
    Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
    Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
    Nor casting pearls to swine.
    (A.Pushkin)

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    http://lyricstranslate.com/en/my-rus...#ixzz52Msav78N

    We Are Russians

    We were creator to be glorified with Jesus
    Monstrous enemy hasn't eaten us yet
    They stabbed us with sickle, lied us with stars
    But Cross was, is and will be our banner


    Narrows roads lead us to Christ
    We have known death, persecution and captivity
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!


    We swore to tzar by kissing the cross
    Betrayal has lied on the Russian folk
    We are scattered all around the world because of expatriation
    Like former God chosen folk was


    Narrows roads lead us to Christ
    We have known death, persecution and captivity
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!


    On the body Of Russia are deep wounds
    But there is bright Jesus light forwards
    And if foul enemies attack us
    We will fight with crosses on the chest


    Narrows roads lead us to Christ
    We have known death, persecution and captivity
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!


    We ended talks with enemy
    We will be hearten up again, burning with feat
    Russia, Ukraine, Belarus
    Are three riders of Slavic tribes


    Narrows roads lead us to Christ
    We have known death, persecution and captivity
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!


    Russian Dawn of won will come,
    Fulling the world with robins singing
    And we with crosses and icons
    Will go to crown Russian Tzar


    Narrows roads lead us to Christ
    We have known death, persecution and captivity
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!
    We are Russian, we are Russian, we are Russian
    We will stand on our own feet from knees!


    Now angels blow for Last Fight
    For Belief, for Tzar, go not be cowards
    With group confession and with prayer
    I wish God revive Saint Rus'!
    Indifferent alike to praise or blame
    Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
    Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
    Nor casting pearls to swine.
    (A.Pushkin)

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    ........"Polite Russian" ...you No like my Serb Army song?
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    Quote Originally Posted by LongTermGuy View Post
    ........"Polite Russian" ...you No like my Serb Army song?

    Sorry, didn't saw it :3
    I have seen that video. Good old meme

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    The soldier output buttons in the number of
    Brighter Sunny day gold burn
    Sentries on guard in the city of spring
    Take us to the gate
    Comrade Sergeant comrade master Sergeant

    Is a soldier in the city on an unknown street
    And the smiles of girlish the whole street light
    No offense girls but the main thing for a soldier
    To his distant favorite waiting for

    But the soldier drinks кваску buy eskimo
    Nowhere to hurry out of the cinema
    Merry-go-round his помчит music jingle
    And in store for him
    Left half a day left half a day

    Is a soldier in the city on an unknown street
    And the smiles of girlish the whole street light
    No offense girls but the main thing for a soldier
    To his distant favorite waiting for

    Where love lives lime-trees sway
    And sits in the merry-go-round is not its soldiers
    But the other to no one and all
    If only waiting for the right
    Soldier of his soldier of his

    Is a soldier in the city on an unknown street
    And the smiles of girlish the whole street light
    No offense girls but the main thing for a soldier
    To his distant favorite waiting for

    Is a soldier in the city on an unknown street
    And the smiles of girlish the whole street light
    No offense girls but the main thing for a soldier
    To his far favorite waiting for
    Indifferent alike to praise or blame
    Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
    Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
    Nor casting pearls to swine.
    (A.Pushkin)

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    Here comes another song



    Have you seen, my friend?

    Let the politicians talk
    About Chechen status
    We will never understand them... that's sad

    Have you seen the eyes of the officer's
    ripped off head?

    Let those, who didn't was here love Chechens
    And let them drown in this mess

    But have you seen, my friend
    this naked girl in the basement.
    Pregnant, with a stake in her stomach

    People are different.
    And they will write in books,
    That we are animals, or something..

    But have you seen, my friend
    The crucified boy
    Nailed to the cross?

    Let them tell us
    That we left our souls in Chechnya
    And Bible tell us "Do no kill"

    But have you seen, my friend
    This cutted off ears
    hanging on a threads, like a trophy

    Let them show us a photo
    of a killed child
    And tell us the we both
    bombed Chechnya

    But have you seen, my friend
    This burned alive girl
    who was a Russian nurse?

    How to forget this all?
    How to measure our pain?
    I know, that politicians
    will condemn us

    But understand, my friend
    And you can belive me
    We just honestly fulfilled our duty

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    http://lyricstranslate.com/ru/dark-n...#ixzz52OJILD5y

    Dark in the night.
    Bullet’s whistling all over the steppe,
    Only wind’s humming up in the wires,
    Only stars dimly twinkle.


    Dark in the night,
    You, my darling, not sleep in your bed,
    And, when quietly cradling the crib,
    Wipe away secret tears.


    Love for your eyes!
    Their depth gently touches my heart.
    What I desire,
    Just to kiss them again so lightly.
    This very night,
    Separated us greatly, my Love!
    And this frightening black winter steppe has lain down between us.


    Still I believe,
    Trusting you, dear spouse of mine.
    In these dark nights, only this faith,
    Kept me safe from a bullet.


    Feeling of joy,
    Makes me calm in the deadliest battle,
    Knowing, you always meet me with love,
    No matter what happened.
    No fear of death,
    I have met it, not once in the steppe,
    It is spinning above me in air,
    Now and then, or elsewhere.


    Waiting for me,
    You are awake, staying by baby’s bed,
    And I know, forever and now,
    No wrong to me will happen.
    Indifferent alike to praise or blame
    Give heed, O Muse, but to the voice Divine
    Fearing not injury, nor seeking fame,
    Nor casting pearls to swine.
    (A.Pushkin)

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