Текст песни Cliff Van May - Гимн ВОАКа

Chorus:
Siehey yyuhu
Johocho
Siehey yyuhu
Johocho Vaca!

Missy does not live in the hearts of millions
He did not hear about the coffins of the pharaohs.
Few know
Few remembers.
Poros are people whom he feeds.

We have a style and we are not wearing clichés,
Which I remember yourself, we endure the brains.
Not everyone will approve,
Not everyone will understand.
Rasp is the wind and thoughts flying.

In our bars there are wisdom of centuries,
We are stored as a fisherman of worms.
The glass is not full,
The glass is not empty.
Vaca sounds proud of our mouth.

We had takeoffs of Padena,
All this happens without exception.
If you fell,
Something stand up.
Fallen heroes MiG dying!

How much how much else will our ship going?
The captain's pod will once bekin!
Our flag will break
We will put a new one
One we are at least not always Ladim!