Высота три тысячи двести тридцать четыре (исполнитель: Тяжелый латный ботинок)
Landed on the hilltop, soviet forces are in place Awaiting orders! They were only 39 They were told to hold the line In control Sent into battle, came from the sky Trapped on a mountain, and into the fire Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to Hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill January 7:th, hold the hilltop at all costs Follow orders! Holding their ground To the final round One by one Fight through the sundown, into the night Enduring the darkness, awaiting the light Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to Hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill Stand, hold your ground [bad word] around Hostile land Your last stand Under fire, low ammunition, Make your bullets count Push their warriors back down the mountain, [bad word] the battlefront Hold your ground When you're fighting those who fight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill You have to Hold your ground Kill the warrior in your sight Death is waiting on the hill No surrender, shoot to kill