Это пройдёт [Eto projdyot] [English translation]

Аll of it will pass, like thunderstorms in May

Someone’s tears, a V sign on the mouth

Like a United Russia MP’s mandate

Like an interrogation, like a cop’s sneer

Like the corridors at Lefortovo Prison

Like Beslan, like the poison gas at Nord-Ost

Like the federal pack of soulless majors

Sevastopol, Donetsk and Luhansk

This will definitely pass . . .

This will definitely pass!

A wet plastic bag on its head

Electric shock marks on its hands

My Russia is behind bars

But trust me

It will pass!

What black times we live in

But in the distance I seem to see

The forgotten light of living hope, so trust me

This will definitely pass

Like the swastika of the Russian world

Like the fires in Siberia’s forests

Prison sentences for honest guys from Penza and Petersburg

Paddy wagons packed with children

Or the lying scum on the telly

Article 228 and shakedowns at five in the morning

Like riot crops bravely maiming women

Like December, January and February

This will definitely pass…

This will definitely pass!

A wet plastic bag on its head

Electric shock marks on its hands

My Russia is behind bars

But trust me

It will pass!

What black times we live in

But in the distance I seem to see

The forgotten light of living hope, so trust me

This will definitely pass

All of it will pass, everything passes sometime

In a year, in a day, in an instant

Yesterday’s dictator will lie alone in the morgue

Now just a dead old man

And the doors at Lefortovo will be cut from their hinges

And Russia will rise from its slumber

Like the battered and blown-up Malaysian airplane

Spring will burst into your icy hut

This will definitely pass!

A wet plastic bag on its head

Electric shock marks on its hands

My Russia is behind bars

But trust me

It will pass!

What black times we live in

But in the distance I seem to see

The forgotten light of living hope, so trust me

This will definitely pass