Berlin is burning
Áåðëèí â îãíå.
The reich has fallen
Ðåéõ ïîâåðãíóò.
We stand at the gates of Berlin
Ìû ñòîèì ó áåðëèíñêèõ âîðîò,
With two and a half million men
Äâà ñ ïîëîâèíîé ìèëëèîíà ÷åëîâåê,
With six thousand tanks in our ranks
Ñ øåñòüþ òûñÿ÷àìè òàíêîâ â íàøèõ ðÿäàõ,
Use them as battering rams
Èñïîëüçóåì èõ, êàê òàðàí.
Artillery leading our way
Àðòèëëåðèÿ íàì ïóòü ðàñ÷èùàåò,
A million grenades has been launched
Ìèëëèîíû ñíàðÿäîâ çàïóñêàþò,
The nazis must pay for their crimes
Íàöèñòû äîëæíû çàïëàòèòü çà ñâîè çëîäåÿíèÿ,
The wings of the eagle has been broken
Ñëîìëåíû êðûëüÿ îðëà.
Marshall Zhukov's orders:
Ìàðøàëë Æóêîâ îòäà¸ò ïðèêàç:
Serve me Berlin on a plate!
"Ïðåïîäíåñèòå ìíå íà áëþäå÷êå Áåðëèí!
Disregard the losses
Èãíîðèðóéòå ïîòåðè, íåñìîòðÿ íè íà ÷òî
The city is ours to take
Ãîðîä â íàøèõ ðóêàõ!"
The price of a war must be paid
Ñïîëíà çàïëà÷åíà áóäåò öåíà âîéíû,
Millions of lives has been lost
Öåíà ãèáåëè ìèëëèîíîâ æèçíåé,
The price must be paid by the men
Öåíà áóäåò çàïëà÷åíà ëþäüìè,
That started the war in the 30's
×òî ïîëîæèëè íà÷àëî ýòîé âîéíå â 30-õ.
The spring of the year 45'
Âåñíîé 45-îãî ãîäà,
The year when the nazis will fall
Ãîäà, êîãäà íàöèñòû ïàäóò,
We're inside the gates of Berlin
Ìû ìèíîâàëè áåðëèíñêèå âðàòà,
The beak of the eagle is broken
Áûë ñëîìàí êëþâ îðëà.
Comrade Stalins orders:
Ïðèêàç òîâàðèùà Ñòàëèíà:
Serve me it's head on a plate
"Ïðèíåñèòå ìíå åãî ãîëîâó!
Disregard the losses
Èãíîðèðóéòå ïîòåðè, íåñìîòðÿ íè íà ÷òî
The eagle's land is ours to take
Çåìëè íàöèñòñêîãî îðëà â íàøèõ ðóêàõ!"
Into the Motherland the German army march!
Ïî íàøåé ðîäèíå ìàðøèðóþò íåìåöêèå âîéñêà!
In the Soviet Union, Summer 1943,
 Ñîâåòñêîì Ñîþçå, Ëåòîì 1943-åãî
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see.
Òûñÿ÷è òàíêîâ âûñòðàèâàþòñÿ ðÿäàìè, íàñêîëüêî õâàòàåò ãëàç.
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight,
Ãîòîâû ê íàòèñêó, ãîòîâû ê ñõâàòêå,
Waiting for the Axis, to march into the trap.
Æäóò, êîãäà ôàøèñòû ïîïàäóò â çàïàäíþ.
Mines are placed in darkness,
Ìèíû ñòàâÿòñÿ âî òüìå,
In the cover of the night.
Ïîä ïîêðîâîì íî÷è.
Waiting to be triggered,
Îíè æäóò ñâîåãî ÷àñà,
When the time is right.
×òîáû ðàçîðâàòüñÿ.
Imminent invasion,
Íåìèíóåìî âòîðæåíèå,
Imminent attack.
Íå èçáåæàòü áîðüáû.
Once the battle's started
Êîãäà íà÷í¸òñÿ ñðàæåíèå,
There's no turning back.
Ïóòè íàçàä íå áóäåò.
The end of the Third Reich draws near.
Áëèçèòñÿ êîíåö Òðåòüåãî Ðåéõà.
It's time has come to an end.
Èõ âðåìÿ íà èñõîäå.
The end of an era is near,
Áëèçèòñÿ êîíåö ýïîõè,
It's time to attack!
Ïîðà àòàêîâàòü!
Into the Motherland the German army march!
Ïî íàøåé ðîäèíå ìàðøèðóþò íåìåöêèå âîéñêà!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge.
Òîâàðèùè, ïëå÷îì ê ïëå÷ó, ñäåðæèì íàöèñòñêèé íàòèñê!
Panzers on Russian soil, a thunder in the east.
Íåìåöêèå òàíêè íà Ðóññêîé çåìëå, óãðîçà èä¸ò ñ âîñòîêà,
One million men at war, the Soviet wrath unleashed.
Ìèëëèîí ñîëäàò íà âîéíå, íå ñäåðæàòü Ñîâåòñêîãî ãíåâà!
Fields of Prokhorovka where heat of battle burned,
Íà ïîëå Ïðîõîðîâêè, ãäå ãîðåë îãîíü ñðàæåíèé,
Suffered heavy losses and the tide of war was turned.
Ìû ïîíåñëè òÿæ¸ëûå ïîòåðè, íî èçìåíèëè õîä âîéíû.
Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts,
Îòáðàñûâàÿ íåìöåâ íà âñåõ 4 ôðîíòàõ,
Hunt them out of Russia, out of Soviet land.
Ãíàëè èõ èç Ðîññèè, ïðî÷ü ñ Ñîâåòñêîé çåìëè!
Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat.
Óêðåïèòå ïåðåäîâóþ, âûíóäèòå èõ îòñòóïèòü!
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat.
Ïîøëèòå âñå ðåçåðâû, ÷òîáû ñäåëàòü ïîðàæåíèå âðàãà íåèçáåæíûì!
Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel,
Ñîëäàòû Ñîâåòñêîãî Ñîþçà, óíè÷òîæüòå "Öèòàäåëü"!
Ruins of an army... Axis rest in hell!
Èõ àðìèè â ðóèíàõ... Ôàøèñòû, ïîêîéòåñü â àäó!
The end of the Third Reich draws near.
Áëèçèòñÿ êîíåö Òðåòüåãî Ðåéõà.
It's time has come to an end.
Èõ âðåìÿ íà èñõîäå.
The end of an era is near,
Áëèçèòñÿ êîíåö ýïîõè,
It's time to attack!
Ïîðà àòàêîâàòü!
Into the Motherland the German army march!
Ïî íàøåé ðîäèíå ìàðøèðóþò íåìåöêèå âîéñêà!
Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge.
Òîâàðèùè, ïëå÷îì ê ïëå÷ó, ñäåðæèì íàöèñòñêèé íàòèñê!
Panzers on Russian soil, a thunder in the east.
Íåìåöêèå òàíêè íà Ðóññêîé çåìëå, óãðîçà èä¸ò ñ âîñòîêà.
One million men at war, the Soviet wrath unleashed.
Ìèëëèîí ñîëäàò íà âîéíå, íå ñäåðæàòü Ñîâåòñêîãî ãíåâà!
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands!
Î ìàòóøêà-Ðîññèÿ, ñîþç ñòðàí,
Will of the people, strong in command.
Âîëÿ íàðîäà, ñèëüíîãî â åäèíñòâå!
Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands!
Î ìàòóøêà-Ðîññèÿ, ñîþç ñòðàí,
Once more victorious, the Red Army stands.