Текст песни
Вас на войны посылали, под татар-монголов клали,
Как пахомушек тузили, в клетках чучелом возили,
Колотушкой привечали. Вы же - жалобно мычали,
Жили-были да молчали…
Вас гнобили, унижали, петушили, обижали.
Вы как пидоры визжали, ни на что не возражали
И от ебли не кончали. Только сфинктеры крепчали.
Жили-были да молчали.
Прометеев убивали, Чингисханов уважали
И для ихних мясорубок новых дитяток рожали.
Для зарубок на приклады, для прожорливой пищали!
Жили были и молчали…
Людоедам присягали, верой-правдою служили,
А они на вас, босоту, шляпы красные ложили:
Бамы строить нагоняли, да смиренью обучали,
А вы жили и молчали…
Светлой жизни менестрели пуза грели в Куршавеле,
Вы же спины жгли на стройках, млели, блеяли, терпели,
Тлели, куклились, дичали, по гробам своим скучали,
Жили-были да молчали…
Вас имели как хотели, вы безропотно кряхтели,
Страх и боль в груди копили, грусть-печаль в вине топили.
Стали сном, бесплотным духом, липким салом на мочале…
Жили-были да молчали…
Бури вас в песок стирали, за любой косяк карали.
То болезни напирали, то Мавроди обирали.
Соли пуд и фунты лиха вместо пайки получали,
Жили-были да молчали…
Но придет лихое время, косы шмякнут по пырею,
Птицы-фениксы зареют над поёбанной Помпеей,
И тогда вы все поймете, что по чубчики в помете,
Новой жизни не займете, нюней судей не проймете!
Заорете и умрете!
Перевод песни
You were sent to wars, put under the Tatar-Mongols,
As the pakhomushkas were tied, they were carried in scarecrow cages,
They greeted me with a mallet. You - mooed plaintively,
Once upon a time, they were silent ...
You were bullied, humiliated, cocky, offended.
You squealed like fagots, did not mind anything
And the fuck did not end. Only the sphincters were getting stronger.
Once upon a time, they were silent.
Prometheans were killed, Genghis Khanov was respected
And for their meat grinders, new children were given birth.
For the notches on the butts, for the voracious squeak!
We lived and were silent ...
They swore an oath to cannibals, served by faith,
And they put red hats on you, barefoot:
The bamas were catching up to build, but they taught meekness,
And you lived and were silent ...
The minstrels' belly warmed the bright life in Courchevel,
You burned your backs at construction sites, grinded, bleated, endured,
They smoldered, hooted, ran wild, missed their graves,
Once upon a time, they were silent ...
They had you as they wanted, you grunted meekly,
Fear and pain in the chest accumulated, sadness-sadness in wine drowned.
Became a dream, an ethereal spirit, sticky bacon on the sponge ...
Once upon a time, they were silent ...
The storms washed you into the sand, punished for any jamb.
Either illness pressed on, then Mavrodi was robbed.
Pounds of salt and pounds of dashing instead of rations received,
Once upon a time, they were silent ...
But a dashing time will come, the braids will shrink over the wheatgrass,
Phoenix birds roaring over fucking Pompeii
And then you will all understand that there are forelocks in the litter,
You won't take a new life, you won't understand the judges by a nurse!
Yell and die!
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