Текст песни Нурислан Ибрагимов - Хорошо на войне. Ногу в стремя.

Good at war
It's good in war - foot in the stirrup,
A sword on the belt and a shield on the shoulder.
But to the belligerents in peacetime
We need something else to this.
Maybe my head is a little colder
A softer step at the very edge
Maybe the heart is a little deader
Than those who fell in open battle.
Here training is needed differently.
Here weapons are meanness and flattery
And the ability to twist deftly
Thoughts to those who have them.
It is necessary to smile at obvious enemies,
Learn to stay awake until dawn
To climb into the color of a fruitful soul,
Like a worm and sharpen from the inside.
Push brother and brother,
friend with friend,
Sow discord between neighbors
Like a border with a lifeless plow,
General our plow up the corridor.
And with all this - secretly, poorly,
The power of immeasurable lies tempered,
Believe in a pure, bright god,
Into its domes, into its bells.