the great comrade

i could not forget,
a grea aide is my comrade,
from the lowest rank,
she stayed,
march on comrade!
attack with mighty vengence!
for the pathway is clear,
weapons at your hand and mine,
your scope is accurate,
shots for you,
our waypoint is different,
but we always see in our radar,
our hearts and memories as compasse,
strike the target with no fear!
comrade! for mother Russia!