**Verse 1:** In the frozen woods, where the north wind howls, The Soviet tanks, like wolves on the prowl. With iron fists, they came to claim, But the flame of resistance rose in Finland’s name. Through the ice and the cold, the fight would spark, A bottle in hand, to light the dark. No heavy guns, no armored shield, But in their hands, the fire they’d wield. **Chorus:** Coquetel Molotov, a flame in the night, Burning bright, in the frozen fight. In the heart of the snow, the embers glow, Where the brave stood tall, let the fire flow. Against the storm, against the steel, The fire of freedom is all they feel. **Verse 2:** Molotov’s bombs fell from the sky, “Bread for the people,” was the Soviet lie. But in the hands of the Finns, the bottles flew, A burning answer, that the soldiers knew. In the snowfields, where blood and ice collide, The tanks would burn, and hope would rise. With each throw, a spark of pride, The flames of defiance, they couldn’t hide. **Chorus:** Coquetel Molotov, a flame in the night, Burning bright, in the frozen fight. In the heart of the snow, the embers glow, Where the brave stood tall, let the fire flow. Against the storm, against the steel, The fire of freedom is all they feel. **Bridge:** Through the frost and the flames, they stood their ground, In the heart of winter, no fear was found. With bottles of fire, they held the line, A blaze in the snow, that would forever shine. The Soviets faltered, the ice held strong, In the land of the north, they sang their song. **Chorus:** Coquetel Molotov, a flame in the night, Burning bright, in the frozen fight. In the heart of the snow, the embers glow, Where the brave stood tall, let the fire flow. Against the storm, against the steel, The fire of freedom is all they feel. **Outro:** In the white of winter, the flames still burn, A symbol of courage at every turn. In the land of ice, where heroes stand, The fire of Molotov ignites the land.