Текст песни Контра - Емельян Пугачёв

Under alien truths, our backs bent
Yes, other people's wallets sulked with our blood
Under the cautious whip, the rebels died
Our pride trampled bitches submarine
How did you spend a lot of money on hops
In a red word, girls without a crown bruhatili
Young boys got along under the slaves
Wolf’s blood, like dogs barking on their own

And from the master tables they were given gifts,
So that the squabble over them would please the master
Sons in a war for someone else's business
Mother will not even see his body

Ave: Raise your head side slave
Raise your head brotherly power
Become the banner of Emelyan Pugachev
We really have one thing - either death or freedom

But there was one, the heart is a fiery flame
Who can’t endure, who is not broken in spirit
Is in Russia conscience hiding for fear
Guys, marry the freedom to fight
Dull your gaze completely until you are touched
It is full of soul to suffer from moaning impotence
Believe fully and expect that everything will become
Or the back does not hurt all gentlemen to bow

Etc.

It’s completely fat for them to live with our hands
And baptize us cattle, fool, thieves
Our ancestors - grandfathers would not tolerate so
Are the swords rusted to the scabbard
On the throne, the Germans forgot Russian
And the thief Cossacks baptized to the throne
Of two evils to the throne, the chieftain is our cool
Blood and blood - this is a Russian rebellion

Etc.