Those flying down from burning night skies, They catch every star and hold it with bare hands; Just rifle and sack, no fear in your eyes, You fight for your country and set no demands. The baptismal cross shines bright on your chest, You're strong in your faith and keep hope in your pocket, Stand to your honour under Syria's crests, Make terrorists stop and never unlock it.
Chorus: In the night time the heavens whispered softly Bring victory to Russia, it's you we put our hopes with. And may our Homeland sing as if there is no evil You're married to the sky - hold on, our heroes, hold on!
I know in our hearts will soon be forgot The rumble and booming of gunfire battles, Glorious troopers will see their old folks And hug their sons when everything settles. The victory march is right on its way, And ISIL will fall in its violent raging, People will hear the Earth gentle pray, And thank Russian guys who came there and saved them.