Yes! A!
Those who were born in the USSR, who lived in the CIS
We've seen a lot of sh*t in our lives.
(Yes!) So as not to be poor or in prison
We can't be fooled - we were born in the USSR.
Generation "We don't give an X"(1)
Hardship and difficulties we'll crush and sprinkle into soup
Here I am - try my borsh.(2)
I was born in the USSR.
I'm part of the generation that was born in the USSR
I was an oktabryonok, then I became a pioner
Grandpa Lenin took care of me
But times changed and I didn't become a komsomoletz. (3)
Things changed many times since then (as well as before) -
First we built, then destroyed (what's next?)
Unions broke up, families got divorced,
First we were controlled, then we became alcoholics by ourselves.
And we're the ones left, born at the border between two eras
Children were taught that there isn't such a thing as God
That we're the best, and the rest of the world is bad!
That myth died, and each started to believe whatever he could to get by...
Born in the USSR
Yes!
Born in the USSR
We believed Kashpirovskiy, Lenya Golubkov,
Chubais and Mavrodi left us with nothing. (4)
There was no war in Afganistan, no, thousands weren't dying
And each year the school history books weren't rewritten
Statues weren't made, then weren't pulled down,
The asphalt of my city wasn't overrun by tanks (5) (6)
As if! As if we could forget all that -
As if! But we did forget.
Those who were born in the USSR, who lived in the CIS
We've seen a lot of sh*t in our lives.
(Yes!) So as not to be poor or in prison
We can't be fooled - we were born in the USSR.
Generation "We don't give an X"
Hardship and difficulties we'll crush and sprinkle into soup
Here I am - try my borsh.
I was born in the USSR.
This is our past, this is what it's like
It's red, the same red as my blood...
Everyone must be the same, not farther, not taller,
See nothing, say nothing, hear nothing.
They decide for me - they know better,
They shoot off rockets into the sky
And years fly by, centuries melt away.
Ah, why are the people so cold?
Without a king in your head, but with a king in the Kremlin.(7)
With a bottle in the hand and no ideas about tomorrow?
No, I won't live like that! No!
Our tribe is choosing the green light!
Ideology - that's not for me.
I'm needed where my family is,
my friends and you, just like me.
Freedom - do you know this word? - is what I believe in.
I'm young and I live in my own country,
I know better what I need
We won't fight their wars anymore.
Born in the USSR.