Текст песни Павел Кашин - Ваше Величество

I report, Your Majesty,
In your subjects - in their blood,
A large number of
Unclaimed love.

Lingering equilibrium
Over the minds and over the crowd
She gives birth to her unnecessary arrogance and
Dissatisfaction with your fate.

I report, Your Majesty,
In an amicable way, we need
Unwarranted strategically
Undeclared War.

So that in the blood-soaked trenches
Your sleep deprived subjects
Taken in focus trench lice
And the healing effect of wine.

We cannot, Your Majesty,
More insult our banner,
Revolutions, or rather, their number,
Their limit on themselves has dried up.

And the empire, under its hollow
A million war elephants
Will knock the stuff out of her heads,
From her trench dreams.

I report, Your Majesty,
In your subjects - in their blood,
An unreasonably large number
Unclaimed love ...