Patsany

Boys died terribly Umirali patsany strashno, Boys died simply Umirali patsany prosto And not every one was beautiful on the outside I ne kazhdyj byl snaruzhi prekrasnym, And not every one was of a tall stature I ne vse byli vysokogo rosta.

But when they looked at me No kogda na menya smotreli With those dusty human eyes, Eti pyl'nye glaza chelovech'i Not like birds and not like sheep - Ne po-ptich'i, da ne po-ovech'i, In a human way they warmed me Po-lyudski oni menya greli

And I sang them rock-n-roll songs, A ya im pel rok-n-roll'nye pesni, Told them everything will be all right. Govoril: vse budet normal'no I yelled them that we are all together, Ya krichal, chto my vse vmeste, Only it all sounded kind of stale Da tol'ko slushalos' eto banal'no.

The closer to death, the cleaner the people, Chem blizhe k smerti, tem chische lyudi The farther into the rear, the fatter the generals. Chem dal'she v tyl, tem zhirnej generaly Here I saw what will perhaps happen Zdes' ya videl chto mozhet byt' budet To Moscow, Ukraine, Ural S Moskvoj, Ukrainoj, Uralom.

Eighteen years is not a lot, Vosemnadtsat' let - eto ne mnogo When you walk the Tverskaya without money, Kogda brodish' po Tverskoj i bez deneg, But not a little when your heart became, I ne malo kogda serdtse stalo Thanks to the country, a plastic broom Ot strany tebe plastmassovyj venik

But the country sings them rock-n-roll songs, Strana poet im rok-n-roll'nye pesni, Tells them everything will be all right Govorit: vse budet normal'no The country yells them that they're all together, Strana krichit, chto my vse vmeste, Only it all sounds kind of stale. Da zvuchit eto kak to banal'no.

Boys died terribly Umirali patsany strashno, Boys died simply Umirali patsany prosto And not every one was beautiful on the outside I ne kazhdyj byl snaruzhi prekrasnym, And not every one was of a tall stature I ne vse byli vysokogo rosta.