Rise, 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 what is yours
Strike them 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 word] rule and their demand

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

Rise, nations pride
Hold what is yours
Strike them were it hurts
Fight, hold your ground,
Winter war.
Reinforce the line

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

Rise, nations pride
Hold what is yours
Strike them were it hurts
Fight, hold your ground
Winter war
Reinforce the line