Текст песни Леонид Корнилов - Прощание Славянска

FAREWELL Slavic

In Kiev, the Americans.
Steppe, like the prairie.
Bombed to slate
Former empire.
On the Russian expanses, with Russian fairy tale
Scalp relieve tanks.
The march "Farewell of Slavic"
Humming angels.
Clouds over Kramatorsk -
Crimean sad ...
And behind the walls of the Kremlin -
Miserable silence.
We - in reserve, on the couch,
We - the army kitchen.
And the war rings, Slavs,
Window panes.
Even though in the house, but at least in the apartment -
With the stove slazit would be necessary,
But not us to Siberia
Scalps withdraw NATO members.
You, the Slavs, do not expect
In Western culture:
Repeat the fate of the Indians -
Very easily.

Leonid Kornilov