Текст песни Александр Городницкий - Иван Пущин и Матвей Муравьев

Outside windows dark
Closed shutters for the night.
Fallen Moon
Studs cold light.
Split wine,
My friend, Matvey Ivanovich,
Removing names
Others that are not.

Raw mines
We have no backs bent,
And druming battle
Over our fate.
Ostrogs Contrary to
Penalty Chechen Pulet
We survived with you
We survived with you.

Circle spiny snow
Desert without limit.
At a festive table
We stayed together.
There is a decline of the century,
And no one is doing
What we still live
What we still live.

Coppers falls copper
On white napes.
Scary steel chains
Oblivion Print.
Only hide us under the tight
With scrapbooks bottles
Yes, literacy of children
Siberian Training ...

Does not put anything
We are terrible bosses
Sure completely
That tomorrow we will die.
So let's drink for
To the calendar end
Fourteenth unforgettable decabre!