There is no pain or trembling in hands,
We are imbibed with passion in his eyes.
We are men of the sky-blue berets,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And there's no anger, no fear to the enemy,
He will not leave we chances in battle.
We are men of the black berets,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And no fatigue in our ranks,
We keep our border securely.
We are men of the green berets,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And no off-road everywhere everywhere
Armor we will pave it ourselves.
We guys tankmen and gunners,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And no in the sky to such a height,
Where to climb, we are unable.
We are the guys in cubicles in winged machines,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And no obstacles in the water under the water
Anywhere in the world in any weather.
We guys in the jackets and in our Armada,
We are a formidable force of great Russia

And we have no peace and for peaceful days,
Until someone wants Russian trouble.
We are men of civil intelligence in plain clothes,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And no doubt hearing the order,
The enemy trembles, knowing about us.
We guys in boots, but in our rockets,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!

And there are no more such men in the world,
How brave children of our fathers.
All points of light are aware of this,
We are a formidable force of great Russia!
And no we Testament rather than this,
We are loyal forces of his beloved Russia!