Russian: A toast to – Lubeh (Давай за – Любэ)

Hello,

Today we want to introduce you to an outstanding Russian musical group Lubeh/Lyube (Любэ). And today we’ll listen to one of the strongest their song “A toast to..” (Давай за…) – theme from the “Spetsnaz” (Special Forces) television miniseries. Every time when I listen to the song I have goose bumps on my skin…

So today we are listening to the song “A toast to..” (Давай за…) and it comes with a clip from the movie “Specnaz”.



For all our readers this song must be translated!

Here is one of the best translations what we found on it:

With grey clouds the sky is veiled
Nerves tensed such as guitar strings
Rain drumming from morning to night
Frozen time seems an eternity
We assualt from all directions
Tanks, infnatry, artillery’s fire
They are killing us, but we’re surviving
And once again, we throw ourselves in an attack

A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those, who were with us back then
A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
We’ll remember those who were with us back then

The sky above us, in leaden clouds
Lies low in cold mists
We’d like to believe that everything’s over
If only the wounded comrade could survive
Wait up bro, don’t die yet
You will live long and happily
We will dance at your wedding
And you’ll raise your kids up in the sky

A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those who wait for you at home
A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those who wait for you at home

A toast to them, a toast to us
To Siberia and to the Caucasus
To the lights of far-away cities
And to friends, and to love
A toast to them, a toast to us
And to the Paras, and to the Spetznas
To war honors
Come on, lets raise it, friend

A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those, who were with us back then
A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
We’ll remember those who were with us back then

A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those who wait for you at home
A toast to life, come on brother, until the end
A toast to those who wait for you at home

In old album, I found a picture
Grandpa, what a man, commander of Red Army
Signed “For son to remeber, Berlin 1945″
Passed century flashbacks
The smell of unmowed grass in the dawn,
Moans of scorched earth from bombardments
Pair of old soldier’s boots
New wars will replace the old ones

A toast to life
A toast to those
A toast to life
Let’s remember those who were with us

comments always welcome.

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