Текст песни Скрябин - Країна в руїнах

The French have Bonaparte, cheese wine and Paris
High fashion beckons you - you learn their language
And you wanna be like calm Parisians
Read a newspaper with coffee and nibble a croissant

Poles have Warsaw, bigus, zhurik and flasks
Marie Curie is also a way Polish
You drop by on their skis, you know their language
You catch yourself thinking that you respect them

And my country is a complete ruin, and proudly walk in caps and sweatpants
And my country is a complete ruin, how can you not love your land so much?

Americans have both status and statue of liberty
Las Vegas, Niagara, New York, Hollywood
And a lot of people get along there too
And we (the people), although one, do not fit here

faraway Iceland has two hundred volcanoes
Reykjavik, a couple of geysers and eternal ice
And everyone there from the street if he wants just for coffee
Maybe boldly go into the president’s office

My country has Kiev, Volyn and the Carpathians
Donbass and the Black Sea, Odessa and Lviv
And only deputies live in it in full swing
Everyone else plays a movie role about suckers

Gritting your teeth, everyone is standing and skipping tuples
Only a bottle of wine is earned in a month
The greatest joy of a Ukrainian to hold out until tomorrow
We are all in the trenches for a long time although this is not a war