Текст песни Владимир Асмолов - Россия

How many years, Russia,
Above you hangs a damn rock!
And slanting rain
Blurs the essence of your roads.
All the way to sweeping,
By the light of a new life
You are torn,
One does not know:
How to share all
"People's power".

Russia,
Boundless extreme yours!
That Owls
There are running the show,
That Nightingales,
What are you dragging
With the enthusiasm of the shackles,
That wings
Any freedom you are small!

Today so confused,
So scared that,
who for many years
He lived blindly believing
The concrete monument.
Who saliva splashed
and "cheers" to colic crying,
His life could not imagine
Without strict pointers and whip!

Shevel clouds
Scum rises from the bottom.
It is not easy mighty
Realize that it is so poor!
It is not easy to insight
See,
like hiding behind the knife
tears of emotion
On cheeks spreads lies.