Текст песни Тацьцяна Беланогая - Беларускі рок-н-рол

Oh, the awful word is "anid."
Oh, the awful word is "no one."
I congratulate you,
Who has my word.
I congratulate you,
Who has their own language.

Oh, a terrible belief in nonsense.
Oh, a terrible belief in silence.
I would look in the face back,
Who writes the laws
And compare with the face of
Who is a rustic man.

Oh, our eternal binge.
Oh, our cheap drink.
Drunken dummy dinner, toast without occasion…
You go to bed, you go to bed -
It's been forever.

Oh, where are you ?!
Oh, where are you ?!
Oh, where's the simple hero of the new word ?!
Oh, where are you a simple solid language character?! ..