Праздник кончился [Prazdnik konchilsya] [English translation]

The holiday is over. The Good People are

Hurriedly putting on their trousers

Filling their females with babies

Trying on conventional faces

The thicker we see, the deeper we die

The harder we shit, the hotter we eat

With every new fear

With every new spring

The holiday ended at the exact time

Frightened by the nature laws

Everything remained in its place

For no one noticed anything

The thicker we see, the deeper we die

The harder we shit, the hotter we eat

With every new fear

With every new spring

The holiday is over. The Good People are

Hurriedly putting on their trousers

Making pretentious poses

Assorting their sins and medals

The thicker we see, the deeper we die

The harder we shit, the hotter we eat

With every new wound,

With every new spring