Текст песни Юрий Лорес - Да будет неподсуден

May the disobedient be not judged
When Russia's black year comes.
They will get a teplushka from the siding,
To immerse my tired people
To throw it out there, in other people's distances,
To foreign countries, to hell with the horns -
Once they didn't leave their houses in time,
As if life was not dear.
May the innocent be incorruptible
Like a star sewn on my chest
When with an iron gnashing of teeth
They will chase from the train platforms,
Separating strength and impotence
Fire and stone, army and rabble -
With the people waiting for the Messiah,
People going to be crucified.
May forgiveness be granted to all!
And the survivors are forgiven a hundredfold.
Let insight be a punishment
Those who did not know for centuries what they were doing.
Come on, go to the roll call!
And do not twist: they will not kill the soul.
And the flesh is completely indifferent
In which land to find shelter.