Молодость [Molodostʹ] [English translation]

Smash up this tedious order of things!

Get the knot of the daily strife off your neck!

Stand up next to us: it's you who matters to us!

No way these soulless bastards will take your dreams from you!

Let's knock over this fucked-up world,

where people are bought and sold!

Together with your friends, you'll make it to the end!

Here - you hear me? - our hearts beat as one!

Sing, my youth!

Sing, my youth!

Sing, my youth!

Youth and punk-rock!

Mental institutions won't keep us locked!

Our colors will not be smudged by gray!

These fucking army recruiters won't get us!

Our hearts' resonance will bring down the house!

Sing, my youth!

Sing, my youth!

Sing, my youth!

Youth and punk-rock!

The train is shivering with cold...

The morning is yawning in your ear...

Don't you cry, my dear youth!

Will we sink into the daily grind?

We can do so much more:

we just have to spread our wings!

We just have to shake off these cold shivers

before they put us

in a grave, as unfit,

written off, superfluous, unnecessary,

inadequate, out of style,

hopelessly frozen...

Sing, my poor youth!

Everything is bound to happen!

The universe will grant a miracle

to those whose hearts are not frozen yet!

Sing, my youth!

Dance, my youth!

Burn, my youth!

Youth and punk-rock!