Blood, blood, stained banners
War dust after battle frenzy
Falls to the ground hiding enemy bodies
Lying motionless in deep craters
In this deadly silence, the dull sound of footsteps
We move forward to the recovered ground
Under the feet a carpet of flags with red star
We trample them on our way to final victory
Still forward, without fear, arm to arm
Stronger with every step, getting closer to the goal
We destroy the enemies, monuments fall
We hang snitches and spies on trees
We defend our culture, our heritage
Everything we’ve created
After we banned communism
Black Sun – We raise our banner high
To destroy the red star with the hammer and sickle