Вавилон [Vavilon] [English translation]

If the power is from oil,

Then the price is from God.

True bride,

Long road,

33 misfortunes,

Shadows by the doorstep,

Make a wish,

Endure a bit, oh!

Every new evening

Pain, petrol and tears,

Towards the abyss,

Skulls and roses,

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Oh!

To hide stars in safes,

To winter in tombs,

A bird's song in the cage,

Cerberus by border,

Stone faces,

Crumpled bills,

Have been choosing by the heart

To cry and pray, oh!

Every young evening

Pain, petrol and tears,

Have been blowing out the candles,

Skulls and roses,

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Oh!

Every young evening

Pain, petrol and tears,

Have been blowing out the candles,

Skulls and roses,

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Zion, Babylon, Moscow.

Oh!

Skulls and roses

Skulls and roses

Skulls and roses

Skulls and roses