армия моя (Armiya Moya)

If trouble comes to the Motherland
The trumpet will call the soldier
My army, you are always on guard!
You are my love and destiny!

Ordinary, a difficult military fate
Love is raw, but faithful
We are ready for military labor
We have been through battles and marches more than once
From soldier to marshal - one family!

Our October is with us in marching formation!
With us are the songs of the brave soldiers!
The first day of war, and the victorious salute
And the fate of the fallen fathers

Our years are passing, but you are young
And the trumpet sings as before
My army, you are always on guard!
You are my love and destiny!