Malčik [English translation]

A field of concrete, a forest of apartment blocks

Young men shout and scribble on leaflets

Tributes to the fallen, men stand in line,

Get into the street, there's no escape

Above a bed hangs an ominous prediction

A foreign princess has arrived and she is angry

She takes up the streets and buildings for her sleep

Her ladies-in-waiting, uninvited, toll the bells.

Imprisoned In our tin cans on wheels

By our own fathers and sons, we gobble up blackberries

Left right, left right - we march for progress

Slogans on walls defaced with five-pointed stars

Our dear neighbours, frightened of the landlord

Have betrayed us, have left their doors wide open

Now the hurricane roars all around us

Welcome, Russian lad!

My Russian lad, my Russian lad,

What a great hero you are. (x2)

Young boys' hands clutch their weapons

Hearts burst and there is no strength left

For love or understanding. There are no heroes in war

Power running loose with a hangman's noose is sad to see.

Take what you want, brother, as much as you can carry,

Force yourself under our skin and make merry with us

From the fields I hear the voices, "with you for all time

And never a step backwards", Russian lad!

My Russian lad, my Russian lad,

What a great hero you are. (x2)

Natasha, yes, the two of us, vodka and the tank

Go away, comrade, go away back east

We want a meek woman

Peace is going downhill

We're going to the Main Square

Russian lad!

My Russian lad, my Russian lad,

What a great hero you are. (x2)