Текст песни A - Здесь русский дух

Here the Russian spirit, here smells!
Shrink heart from fear,
Bravely the heels punching way.
It gives bestiality ... And floss.
Here, people no longer live ...

I'm here alone ... And that - solyus with the crowd.
As with the roof someone took a step forward,
So I have the sword of Damocles,
Tore off the cauda equina,
I broke a couple of skulls!

Vostorozhennoe "oh!"
But in their eyes - only grown gray snow,
And you fool, if you believe these deficiencies.
They will eat and then, believe me,
And your bones arranged prayer.

Do not flatter yourself, my brother - we are fools.
Some of those who had reserved
Water with such a clean, just slush.
We make fun of. We will withdraw. But we do not take poison.
Before the first blood did not we fight - Russian taught us.

RS
We are less. But they are afraid.
Their most - we grin.
Mad Men! Crazy! Maniacs! ..
Russian spirit in them, and them here stinks,
But not by us.