Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - Всяк по своей гуляет дороге

Everyone is walking on his way:
In the field, the forest is ...
A song that is not my God
And it is not about what is Caesar's.

Sun with Moon did not change places,
At night it is for a few days;
But how do worms have obeyed
Former my brothers ...

In the area closed, godforsaken
We warmed and led
Our, homegrown, beaten, battered,
But, nevertheless, Rock'n'Roll!
And no matter what happened in those years -
This fire was alive.
We did not like injustice,
We do not tolerate lies.

What was split - not glued together bit by bit,
Contrary to the fate.
Well, good-bye, "Golden Age ..."
Whole lotta love you.

Quickly roll downhill road -
Everyone will find their own:
"Tsar - Caesar, the Gods - God,
All other - according to their faith. "