Текст песни Афанасий Залесский - Двинулись

We all moved or will we move
over the edge of the earth we will fall.
Over the ends of the earth and for sure
we will not find ourselves on the clouds.
We will not find ourselves and will not be treated
that we do not shine from within,
uncomfortable there and sad,
as if inside who hanged himself.

We all moved or we shall move
lost and not found.
Lost and it seems - forever
we grimy can't get upstairs.
Do not substitute miraculous ladders for us,
and we crawl on the surface,
leaving crooked grooves
pull-pull ourselves by the hair.
And you can tear stomachs
from our unlucky history.
Of the stupid in this land
only we, lame in the head.
Well, where are such fools,
devoid of fantasy
on snow-white in boots?
With all its disgrace
stay here.

It's so human
no matter how much you hope, no matter how much you regret.
All this would be sad
if it weren't funny.

If it weren't funny.