Текст песни Borche - Братьям на украине

13) Brethren (Ukrainians)

Problems of society, now on the agenda.
People are dying from the fire!
And it is not garbage!
It concerns all of us, and me!
Whether you have a business, Ali, you're poor.

There must be a true own!
Not yours is mine,
And we are all one family!
Despite the edge ..

-Thank the granfather for the victory!
Screaming earlier.
Now, in the Donbas
people are going to march.
They killed old people and children even!
While Kiev there waving his hands!
The coffin with wreaths send mamma!
feet Hands in soot ..
For what - God silently asking,
This death is a terrible ?!

While a crowd of war scare in the news,
The government people are dancing a polka on the bones!

And on TV lie, lie ..
And the Ukrainians do not understand that they utilize ..

And clowns posing screens for them!
While thousands of shelter and comfort here in Russia are given.

On the working class
 put it over the bolt.
Let them people without sitting currencies and fitment-shek as a mouse.

Where they do not know to run,
Dogs do not bark there,
Old men tear allowed -
full auut!

The explosions here and there,
in fear of the world, people are waiting.
Women in tears with his native land with the children running.

Not enough for the day and one ether ..
To show how people want to live and the world!
How to blow up apartment
No food and damp
-When The war is over?
 dad asks his son.
 There's no light instead of kerosene lamps.
In the throes of arms, starving dog has died.
But the boy loved her so much, he is exhausted ..

And where to get the people power,
New to dig graves?
As long as the body has not decayed,
But recently we lived!
vooon
Now, among the crows and dust ..

Let my lines for them,
As a drop in the ocean.
But maybe a little
It will become less grief.

Though little-burning becomes less ..