the Invincible General: lyrics video

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This song is dedicated to the great Russian commander, Generalissimo Alexander Suvorov.
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lyrics:
[Verse 1]
In the valleys where the eagles dared not soar,
Beneath the sky’s torn mantle, frost and war,
Through Alps, where nature’s giants hold the skies,
There marched a man with victory in his eyes.
Alexander Suvorov, named the storm,
In military form, he’d break the norm.
From icy cliffs to rivers wild and wide,
He led his men, with courage as their guide.
[Chorus]
Rise, the drums call out Suvorov's name,
Forge through storms, of snow, or fire, or rain.
None could match his steel, his stride, his claim,
Through the winds of history, eternal and untame.
[Verse 2]
At Rymnik's fields, the Ottomans did yield,
To strategies that Suvorov would wield.
In Italy, where legions once held sway,
His prowess shone, as night turns into day.
No fortress stood his stern approach to tear,
No armies could his spirit of attack bear.
With every step upon the battered plain,
He carved a path, for freedom to regain.
[Chorus]
Rise, the drums call out Suvorov's name,
Forge through storms, of snow, or fire, or rain.
None could match his steel, his stride, his claim,
Through the winds of history, eternal and untame.
[Bridge]
From Catherine’s grace to Paul’s uncertain hand,
He served with might across the troubled land.
Not just a soldier, but a scholar deep,
In wisdom’s arms, his legacy would sleep.
[Verse 3]
Now, where whispers cloak the mountain pass,
You feel his steps; you hear his stern voice mass.
A general of empires, built to last,
Suvorov’s shadow, cast long and vast.
So let the bells in every tower ring,
On each march day, his fabled deeds we sing.
The son of Russia, fierce and free and bold,
In pages bright, his storied life is told.
[Chorus]
Rise, the drums call out Suvorov's name,
Forge through storms, of snow, or fire, or rain.
None could match his steel, his stride, his claim,
Through the winds of history, eternal and untame.
[Outro]
May the trails of old empower hearts anew,
As Suvorov’s path beckons brave and true.
In history's heart, his echos resonate,
In every soldier, Suvorov's fate.
Rise, Suvorov, rise,
Through time’s endless weave, the soldier’s prize.

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