Болховитин Александр Павлович Hungry in USSR

Mom went hungry in childhood
But she didn't tell me about it
All in secret, in secret, but to her sister
She whispered quietly in her ear



And I found out quite late
When mom was gone — very sorry
I assessed the whole situation like an adult
You can't break me, I'm steel

You can't break me — I'm steel
I'm alive, I live like that
This is Russia, Live
I avoided everything, I scouted everything


But only the attitude to life
And what now, how to compare?
And dad also passed away
Dad also had poverty


And poverty, and hunger, brothers
And the sisters of the family were oh-oh
The dresses were wide, big
After all, she loved to eat like no one else

After all, she remembers from childhood
How only at night
Secretly to the bakery — to eat bread
Don't you dare defame the country here
Well, to praise, I won't write flattery

And dad ran for tomatoes
To escape with a box from the watchman
Zigzag across the field, like patterns
And how else? This is Russia, Live

You can't break me — I'm steel
I'm alive, I live like that
This is Russia, Live
I avoided everything, I scouted everything

I understood why I ran
In France and across Europe
Alive, I'm alive — I avoided everything, I scouted everything
I live like that

That in childhood dad had poverty, mom too
That in the nineties it was tough
I didn't start pretending dramas
In Europe I ran like a Russian

For money, of course, not for free
They wanted to foist freebies on me here
I ran well, stately
And I managed to learn languages



And now I understand mom, dad
They wished me both satiety and goodness
I constantly adjust my body
Neither running, nor swimming kills, nor heat
I trained my body like iron
Now uphill, now downhill and through the forests
I am always honest with myself
I understood, I remember poverty, yes, yes

You can't break me — I'm steel
I'm alive, I live like that
This is Russia, Live
I avoided everything, I scouted everything