We stand tall and proud of the achievements in our name,
the blood spilt from their guts is a testament to our strength,
let us not forget, General January and general February,
our Red Square (which is neither red nor squared)
would have been invaded by foot soldiers
and Panzers, if not for their heroic stance.
We stand tall, and proud for the dead in this war,
We will take back what is ours, By Stalin, I can say,
We stand firm, and we stand strong,
while our farmers starve and our Truth is warped.
Epic wars are won and lost at the cost of mediocre men and silenced women.
Our nature is not so violent, it must be forced upon is, tear by tear.