Rabfak 2.0 - Боже, царя храни (Bozhe, tsarya khrani) versuri traducere în engleză

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God Save the Tsar

I've known these old men for a long time
They used to be
flower children who wore a peace sign covering half of their backs and proclaimed
sex in love and peace without war.
 

They despised the ridiculous sovok
where an individual was worth zilch
And enemies everywhere, and you can't breathe freely
Until the authorities did the brainwashing to you
 

Once they were like through thick and thin
They picked up 'Black Dog' and 'Get Back' by ear.
And their homemade dashing rock'n'roll
was with those who overcame the stuffy authorities.
 

But their youth passed like inebriation
And all the ideals went down the drain
The hippies with colored guitars are old clowns now
All you need is love is
betrayed
And they're hanging on imperial eagles' every word while kissing with dirty mouths of priests and cops, priests and cops
And no matter what they sing
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
God save the Tsar!”
 

They're still briskly play hits to be accompanied from the darkness by suckers, the useless gene pool
that will be sent to the frontline next day
 

They happen to be invited to the court
They praise Him then being given vodka and even some caviar
But the Tsar don't give a fuck about them
And the color of his eyes is reptilian yellow.
 

But their maturity passed like inebriation
And all the ideals went down the drain
The hippies with colored guitars are old clowns now
All you need is love is
betrayed and they're hanging on imperial eagles' every word while kissing
with dirty mouths of priests and cops, priests and cops
And no matter what they sing
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
God save the Tsar!”
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
God save the Tsar!”
 

I've known these old men for a long time,
We loved KISS and SLADE together
But their life turned into a boyish Russian chanson and
now they sing in unison with the present authorities
 

The hippies with colored guitars are old clowns now
All you need is love is
betrayed
And they're hanging on imperial eagles' every word while
kissing with dirty mouths of priests and cops, priests and cops
And no matter what they sing
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
God save the Tsar!”
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
 

Tür hippies with colored guitars are old clowns now
And no matter what they sing
it turns out: “God save the Tsar!
God save the Tsar!”
 




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