Текст песни Сергей Купин - Индеец

I cut the vastness of the prairies
Wolf through the leaf fall
but rubbed confidence in me
White pampered reptile

And he says: "Come with me!
It will be light and warm! "
And gives handfuls of evil gold
And gives colored glass

Some of us sold for free
And the alien sang praises
But I got married with an old bear
And saved for an alien arrow

And I will remain free to the grave
Because I'm conceived in freedom
So that he does not build his skyscrapers
there is a white bastard on my land!

He ruined my tribe with a green serpent,
He respected me like a serpent.
I am the last Indian living in this world,
Hundreds of scalps collected

But I wait and thirst for the last scalp
And hiding in the last forest
Old wise bear, my mighty dad,
I'll bring it to you!