Uploaded July 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Lyrics:

Ледяной ветер режет лицо и плоть,
(The icy wind cuts through face and flesh)
Где враг ползёт, мы — смерть на исход.
(Where the enemy crawls, we are death on approach)
Бойцы ночи, с огнем в глазах,
(Fighters of the night, with fire in our eyes)
В когтях решимость, в сердце страх.
(In our claws — resolve; in our hearts — fear)
Тени сливаются с дымом и светом,
(Shadows merge with smoke and light)
Вместе мы сила, не сломит рассветом.
(Together we are strength, dawn cannot break us)
Зверь не отступит, не знает пощады,
(The beast does not retreat, knows no mercy)
Каждый вдох — клятва, каждый шаг — снаряд.
(Each breath a vow, each step a shell)
Под Сталинградом кровь стынет в жилах,
(Under Stalingrad, blood freezes in veins)
Волки идут, несут пламя и силы.
(The wolves march, bearing fire and strength)


Cry for battle, howl for war
O' children of the volkhvobor
We thrive on frost and rifle smoke
The land will bleed for the peace you broke
You marched in clean, with banners high
Believing that the East would kneel and cry
You thought you had won, but little did you know
If you wanted to live, you should have stayed home
You hear the howls? They're drawing near
The beasts of the night can smell your fear


Сквозь руины и пыль, в бой рвёмся снова,
(Through ruins and dust, we charge again)
Мы — горе фашистам, их смерть без слова.
(We are grief to the fascists, their wordless death)
Сердца пульсируют в ритме войны,
(Hearts pulsing in the rhythm of war)
Луны серебро льется на цепи.
(Moon's silver pours across our chains)
Память в крови, клятва сильна,
(Memory in our blood, the vow is strong)
Тьма в глазах — вечная война.
(Darkness in our eyes — an eternal war)
Наш след — отпечаток на мёрзлой земле,
(Our track — an imprint on the frozen ground)
Волки в ночи — слепок боли и зла.
(Wolves in the night — cast in pain and wrath)
Свобода зовет, и мы ей верны,
(Freedom calls, and we are faithful)
Сталинград страж, в нас сила огня.
(Stalingrad stands guard — within us, the fire’s might)


Cry for battle, howl for war
O' children of the volkhvobor
We thrive on frost and rifle smoke
The land will bleed for the peace you broke
You marched in clean, with banners high
Believing that the East would kneel and cry
You thought you had won, but little did you know
If you wanted to live, you should have stayed home
You hear the howls? They're drawing near
The beasts of the night can smell your fear