Без нас [Bez nas] [English translation]

The kids have decided to fight

After losing patience in tears

To get even with freaks

For their first birthday

Kids turned into enemies,

Of tender males and females,

And strangled them with cords

Of gaming consoles.

Milky fangs have torn

A throat of senescent skin!

Muzzles of plastic guns -

Shooting balls in faces!

For bringing up weakness

In the nests of concrete cells,

For leaving so few of us,

Carefree, happy kids!

To never become like them,

Kids were beating the freaks,

Wrapping their fists

With bicycle chains!

Ten to one

Breaking bones with sticks,

And glass of teeth was crunching

Out of infinite anger!

There was no one sadder than us

There was no one more sorrowful!

Maturing despair

In the burning eyes of fire

Was shivering with drops of fury

On a black length of eyelashes,

Contracting without mercy

Around twisted necks of the birds!

Under the malicious fire of the sun,

Reflecting in blue skies,

With clouds on waving banner

The kids were growing older, fighting

For promises given to them

For the eternity of deep love,

For the impossible seconds of loss

And for kittens in a cardboard box.

Don't forget about us...

We leave you forever...

We are flying to Mars

In rockets from child's bright dream...