Мама для мамонтёнка

What it means to live on the planet,
Where almost all forgotten,
To see the gulf between the new light
And Russia, blood-washed?

Everywhere heard babble nonsensical
Buried in the ground, saving the skin,
Well, I chop off the roots,
Defending their culture

In the sky, laughing loudly mother to baby mammoth
Wisdom of the ancient and the new happiness spy

What does it mean to be born in Russia
With understanding and talent?
This means flying in the blue sky
Through cordons bulls Atlanta

Otherwise you will become rubbish
With plastic eyes
And die from a misunderstanding,
Like a coward, losing banner

In the sky, laughing loudly mother to baby mammoth
Wisdom of the ancient and the new happiness spy

What does it mean to break your bones
On the bases of the twentieth century?
It means to find your island
And lover

This means inherit the Earth
And build on it your Kitezh,
Throwing open the door to the cell-footed,
And see what you will not see

In the sky, laughing loudly mother to baby mammoth
Wisdom of the ancient and the new happiness spy

Lonely winter monkey
Pret a glacier - all creatures of burrows
And eat light dreams
Where do you live, and move mountains

Stupid pilot entered into an agreement
With the clouds, singing reggae
You cling eyes open spaces
Above the ground and in the sky, and the sky, in the sky ...

In the sky, laughing loudly mother to baby mammoth
Wisdom of the ancient and the new happiness spy

And in the sky laughs loudly mother to baby mammoth
Wisdom of the ancient and the new happiness spy