Текст песни Александр Городницкий - А нас не любят

And they don’t love us, they don’t love us,
Only the wind pounding in the face
Closes her window, -
We do not care.

And they don’t remember us, they don’t remember us,
Our pictures on the walls of the rooms -
Like frames in a silent movie, -
We do not care.

And they forgot us, they forgot us
They just lie for themselves that they were.
Wine is drunk in memory of us, -
We do not care!