Текст песни Гражданская Оборона - Наша Победа

Feasted the sunset, the dawn burned out
Blazed in the face of a drunken enemy.
From native land to the seventh heaven
Victory sounded fiercely and loudly

Feasted the sunset, cleaned the dawn
The pain receded. Scarlet drops
Fell from the cross, and dead mouth
Proudly and stubbornly whispered "victory" ...

To become full-length - but no more legs.
Clutch a palm into a fist - but there is nothing to squeeze.
No more words, no more than us
Only one thing left in the world is victory ...

   Our victory ... Our victory Our victory Our victory Our victory