Rise of nations pride
 [bad word] on a route [bad word] 
Kreml is more then certain to win
Sent away an army to the west

Blizzard reigned the ground were chosen
Snow was deep and [bad word] were frozen
Stalin were too eager to invade

He thought of the might he possessed
And not of his foe
Rage of winter

Rise, nations pride
Hold whats yours
Strike'em were it hurts

Fight, hold your ground
Winter war
Reinforce the line

Split them into small divisions
Rip 'em of the conquest visions
Motti tactics used with great result

Snipers move unseen in snowfall
Force them to retreat and recall
Fight [bad [bad word] and their demand

With Molotov [bad word] in hand
No fear of their tanks
Death or glory

slice of a knife to a throat
And their blood turns to ice
TALVISOTA!