Текст песни Вадим Егоров - Пепел страха

I'm not joking
and walking like a chopping block:
I am my own child
nationwide fear.

What is it like? What's this?
It's crawled under the rooftops
fear of thinking is wrong
what is allowed from above.

And the boys were afraid
sniff without asking,
and the fathers were afraid
fatal denunciation,

and my wife turned white
waiting for the crash
and the country was sick
genetic fear.

This woeful fear
of our bravura
burns out. But dust
in our souls, as in urns.

Not forgotten, not forgiven
gray-skinned, hateful,
he's still hot
it will not cool down soon.

I fight with his heat -
by the heat of this dust,
but I seem to be afraid
live and think without fear.

How many tears you can erase
Whether the enemy is near, or a friend -
everyone bakes from the inside
fear of this embers.

As from black news,
I'm black with risk
what will affect children
our cowardice sparks.

That's why I'm in a hurry
and, like a pencil erased,
all carcass and carcass,
I try, I try ...