Эй, ты, кто ты [Ei, ty, kto ty] [English translation]

The terms are set, everything is decided -

We'll depart tomorrow.

The book is finished, the wine is poured,

The world demands an author.

All the old is eaten, it is green, it feels hunger

Of the new victories.

The hands are shaking not from fear but from the cold

Of the bare words.

The snouts of the world, the scream of the pyramids,

Inside the night silence.

Among the rubble of the old concrete slabs

The wind is other.

The trenches of the streets, but to the end of the world

Just three steps.

You fingers have already touched

That dawn.

Chorus:

Hey, you, who are you? Spell yourself!

What is the password of this planet?

Three hundred thousands generations we have within our blood,

But there is nothing here, but Love.

The same genes of the happiness and pain

Are inside your throat.

We are being told, that the freedom and slavery

Are just different volumes.

The new tribe desires the kindness,

But what have you bore for us?

And the new Fuhrer is creeping out to the sun -

A prophet with the goat head.

Chorus

But fear has the short terms,

I'm standing alone on the wind.

The lines are taking off like the armada

Have you received the message of mine?

The she-bear-tattoo is above us,

Do you hear the fierce bond of time?

Our history is not a cheap thing,

Our history has begun.

Our history is not a cheap thing,

Our history...