То густо, то пусто [To gusto, to pusto] [English translation]

In the fall there’s a battle, fast food,

Office, shirt, tie ...

I became unemployed, but the hall yells to me:

"Fuck off to Caste!"

So many will not stand that way:

I'm not talking about business class in a rider, if I say

"MC will soon stretch their legs",

They’ve called me at festivals,

But we knew: devil is in the details

And I watched from afar this bestiary,

Where dad without tiara inures with flattery into Titanic,

But I have no place where you are, I am a wanderer everywhere ..

Another mongrel is drenching,

He's in a burnt New Era, on a thief and his hat is burning,

Around the concrete nursery, but remember: you are in a memorial,

I am all those who did not get to the receiver - the successor..

Do not let the bouncer – cherub’s at the royal gates,

But I heard Noise and saw Lights like an astronaut.

My country, I am a bastard in it, in my pocket there are two passports,

One string of Elwood is more dangerous than two trunks,

And the two heads of the viper are not washers like me,

Tell me honestly, friends, for whom are more Slavs?!

If the mind does not command to be sold,

It remains to level you at once – It’s the rotation of elites..