Текст песни Татьяна Алёшина - Прощай, немытая Россия

Goodbye, unwashed Russia,
The country of slaves, the country of gentlemen,
And you blue uniforms
And you, a devoted people to them.

Perhaps beyond the wall of the Caucasus
Take cover from your pasha
From their all-seeing eye
From their all-hearing ears.

M. Lermontov