Текст песни КуБа - Я бы пошел к Махно

during the civil war
for someone for whom who would fuck you
for red or white me in general anyway
and I will important -I would go to Makhno

me no games, no masters
I chose the freest of all the freedoms
under my native land, Walk -field
revolver in his hand yet in my heart will,
for our mothers, fathers,
we chase the royal dogs
and for that the road
through the slot in the gun I'm looking for an enemy of dust
do not ask for mercy again stole our bread
for the peasant women's tears Commisary'll give you life!
We do not want the king - is not Russia and the Empire
Bolsheviks and the priests, I do not believe anyone!
even shoot us, at least hang, though our feet bran
Cossacks with Makhno fly on the wings of freedom!

during the civil war
for someone for whom who would fuck you
for red or white me in general anyway
and I will important -I would go to Makhno

oh yes you are pickled apple
Makhno rides - banner black
black as death, as the color of our longing
against any government -shashku drown in the blood
on scraps of their flags vzdernem we Bolsheviks
and nobles chased away - in their homes drinking moonshine
we do not care for all the party-we dashing black guard
we fight for anarchy -we dashing black guard
and the way scribbling machine gun and the fields are horses
let the Cossacks fly into battle on the wings of freedom
after 90 years of slavery it is time for a long time
get banners and swords and go to Makhno