Слово Паисия Пчельника [Slovo paisiya pchel'nika] [English translation]

Why are you standing so sadly on your slim high heels?

You'd better be like a tigress on the jeep with

An under-ice launcher in hands,

In the thickets of spruce, terrible tropical,

With the ancient prayer of Paisius Beekeeper

Why are you crying and smearing bogus mascara?

It would be best if you was crossing the Hindu Kush1 plateau in a dog sled,

Or would you quietly purr about your Moscow and Sokolniki2,

While you are drinking with shamans in the famous "Golden Triangle"3

Listen, sister,

You must stop bowing to destiny,

To say "Goodbye"

To female loyalty concept

As Paisius said, other times are coming soon,

When a man turns into an ornament

And the woman will rule everything.

And the book of the future days is open to old people.

Old man, he hears with his ears the silence of the heart of ancient stones.

So you don't have to wait for Monday and start right now.

Rule this world by the word of Paisius Beekeeper4

1. The Hindu Kush is an 800-kilometre-long (500 mi) mountain range that stretches near the Afghan-Pakistan border, from central Afghanistan to northern Pakistan2. Sokolniki District is a district of the Eastern Administrative Okrug of the federal city of Moscow located in the north-east corner of the city3. “Golden Triangle” is a prestigious district of St. Petersburg. The “Golden Triangle” is bounded by the Palace Quay, the Fontanka and Gorokhovaya Street.4. Here you can read the author’s comments about this song, though in Russian