As before

Fierce battle.
 Suffering the bottom.
 But with them is prayer
 And to light - window.
 Enemies killed,
 Poisoned and burned.
 They were rising,
 Kept going:
 - It's too early to write us off!
 Still we live!
 In our last days
 Let's go
 To my mother! For the brothers,
 Wife, sons!
 Victory embrace
 Hurry, hurry!
 
 She swallowed them greedily
 The suffering of the crate.
 Terribly early
 Now die!
 In the grip of the dead streets,
 Caught in eternal captivity,
 They didn't come back,
 But I can hear it:
 - It's too early to write us off!
 We still live!
 With the living in attack,
 As before, let's go!
 Not broken will
 Then and now!
 Us-memory share,
 In immortality-the door.
 
 We to the voice of letters
 Suddenly they listened,
 Saw the faces,
 We entered that circle.
 We are their continuation!
 Their voice trailed off,
 But ourselves, we ourselves
 Let us exclaim for them:
 - It's too early to write us off!
 No, we're not going to die!
 Today and forever
 In attack let's go!
 War of the shards
 They worry about the ether.
 We are with you, descendants!
 We are for peace again!