Текст песни
From the fourth unpublished collection of poems "Half a Garlic Clove” (Russian: Пол зубчика чеснока).
In English (interpretation by Elizaveta Suboch):
Quiet down, all!
Let’s sit, please, in some quiet…
We've plenty time tonight for celebration.
Rampageous souls
Were crushed like after fight:
Hangovers later will be far from jubilation.
Don’t know the way!
But haven’t time for fear…
I dodge from churlish jokes of prankish fate.
No one’s to blame –
That perfectly is clear
How long will Evil continue to hate?!
Changes must be come!
The anger renders blind!
From now on, I’ll sow a better grain:
I KILLED ALL EVIL!
…I later saw the light:
I’m now a thug, I have to start again...
