♪ On the border, the clouds walk gloomily, The edge is harsh, the silence is overwhelming. At the high banks of the Amur River There are watchtowers of the Motherland. ♪ There are watchtowers of the Motherland. There the enemy is placed with an arrow. There stands a brave and strong At the border of the Far East. The Armored Strike Battalion. ♪ The Armored Strike Battalion. There they live, and the song is in their hands, An indestructible, strong family. Three tankmen, three merry friends, The crew of the combat vehicle. Three tankmen, three merry friends, The crew of the combat vehicle. A thick dew fell on the grass, The fogs in the taiga fell. That night the samurai decided To cross the border of the river. That night the samurai decided To cross the border of the river. But the intelligence reported exactly And went to the command of the Smytyon On the native land of the Far East. The Armored Strike Battalion. ♪ The Armored Strike Battalion. The tanks were humming, the wind was blowing, A terrible storm was coming. And the samurai flew to the ground, Under the pressure of steel and fire. And the samurai flew to the ground, Under the pressure of steel and fire. And the song is in their hands, An indestructible, strong family. Three tankmen, three merry friends, The crew of the combat vehicle. Three tankmen, three merry friends, The crew of the combat vehicle.