Incense mist, thousands of candles,
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We are seeing off our fighting friends.
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The pain is unbearable, there is not enough strength,
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Archangel Michael called for him.
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In the name of Christ, the bright path extended,
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In the blue skies he gave eternity.
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To those who gave the holy debt for Russia,
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Who did not betray faith in exchange for life.
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CHORUS - CHORUS
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Dissolving the darkness, the candle will not burn,
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The enemy will not touch your sword,
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You will not leave your post,
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In the sky above Russia, the army of Christ.
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Domes of churches burn with gold,
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Tears in the eyes of widows and mothers.
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It is beyond our power to return them to you -
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Archangel Michael is waiting in heaven
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I lowered my head before you
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The soldiers of Christ are a formidable commander.
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Above the damp earth, a swan's cry,
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Strengthen your faith, holy Archangel
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CHORUS - CHORUS
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Dissolving the darkness, the candle will not burn,
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The enemy will not touch your sword.
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You will not leave your post -
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In the sky above Russia, the army of Christ.
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Wax on the images, the candle will not burn,
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Let the enemy of your sword be afraid.
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Do not leave your post -
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Protect Russia, the army of Christ. |