Однажды мир прогнется под нас [Odnazhdy mir prognet·sya pod nas] [English translation]

Here the super-bass swayed a sea of youngsters

I’m three hundred years old, I crawled outta the darkness.

They hang out under waves and powder something under their noses,*

They’re not like us.

And I’m not eager to do as the Romans -

I've seen life as it is

Don’t bow to a changing world,

It's better if they bow to us.

One day the World will bow to us

One of my friends, he was worth two, he wasn’t used to waiting -

his every day was his like his last one

Every moment he tried on the strength of this world -

The world was stronger back then.

So what, forgotten idol, you’ll sleep well,

you had your glory one too many-a-time.

Don’t bow to a changing world,

It's better if they bow to us.

One day the World will bow to us

Another went the mainstream way, in search of a current

away from steep banks.

He was like the rest, he floated with the rest, and here he is

with no house, no friends but no enemies.

His life is like fruit flavored kefir

I have seen it more than once

Don’t bow to a changing world,

It's better if they bow to us.

One day the World will bow to us

Let the old jeans fade into holes,

let the wheezing bass wheeze

Don’t bow to a changing world,

It's better if they bow to us.

One day the World will bow to us