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Gardens

(a parody of the film 'The Irony of Fate, or With Easy Steam')
 
-Are you saying that I'm in Leningrad? What?... Uh-uh... Why are you drop me all the time?
 
-The dope smelled sweet when the gardens blossomed...
-Why are you...
-When you came home with a drunken mug suddenly.
-Drop me all the time.
-Where Vasya fought in convulsions from your cry,
And I suffered, I believed, and nothing more.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-We are with friends…
-One times an year went to the cinema.
-31st...
-Everything only once
We didn't have a scandal.
Only once.
Only once.
 
-Do you want to say that I'm in Leningrad?
 
And the stars fell quietly when the gardens blossomed.
-What? What?
When you were lying in a pub under a rack, buzzed.
-You don't understand…
And from your snout there was a fume.
-I... I... I...
-Сhecked all your pockets, but there's nothing there.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-And you…
-One times an year went to the cinema.
-Go to hell!
-Everything only once
You turned me into a palace.
Only once.
Only once.
 
-You don't understand... Why are you so stupid?
 
-And I'm starting a divorce when the gardens bloomed,
When you came home from the sobering-up station.
And I no longer hid my happy eyes:
I went for a walk happy with my neighbor for the first time.
 
Once a year you were sober.
-We are with friends…
-One time you drank coffee.
-31st...
-Everything only once
You bit the neighbor into the eye.
Only once.
Only once.
 
'...we always go to the bath-house, we have such a tradition.'
-Oh, how disgusting, how disgusting this is your jellied fish.
-And this how I break the door... What do you mean, I'm from another movie?
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Clear Water

I asked the people there
That's my shelter
Where my soul lives
One secret is for me a sweetie
 
I asked to return me
And there time, days, hours of spring
Love smells so
Everybody says
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 
Take the ray from the sun to us
Yesterday and today there is no
So easy
When the song is the heart of the answer
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 
To give birth to me in May
Wash me with clear water
I save one world
When everyone leaves
And you forever
 

Strange woman

Someone has thrown into the night a handful of yellow lights
I am your night guest, your uninvited visitor
Why do you have such sad eyes? A boozy voice...
They call you a 'strange woman'.
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
A strange woman, strange...
 
I don't ask you to forgive me
You will say nothing in reply
I don't want to stay with you and go into the dawn
I see random joy in your sad eyes
I've loved all of your strangeness for so long
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
A strange woman, strange...
 
A strange woman, strange...
Who looks like a wounded bird,
Sad, with lost heart,
Who has forgotten the joy of flight
Who will I be for you in your life?
Who will I be for you in your life?
 

Wide Russian

Like white swan, along the village
Wide Russian swam.
Wave leisurely by painted wrap -
What a beauty, good song...
 
Wide Russian as free bird,
Strong, calm by beauty...
sing, good guys, sing, beautiful girls,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Weeping willow, don't be sad,
Sorry if offended something.
Russian song has both heart and soul
What a beauty, good song...
 
Wide Russian as free bird,
Strong, calm by beauty...
sing, good guys, sing, beautiful girls,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Sing sing sing sing sing sing sing sing,
Everyone who loves Russian song - sing!
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Triangular Wave

Morning. Cup of coffe. City.
I live in this now.
Life is burn when you're young,
I catch every moment of happiness.
I'll turn on the music so loud
That I don't hear the noise of the crowd.
My sun is so far away
From the emptiness of the soul.
 
Tearing the skyes
My dream is flying up
Covering with the head
By triangular wave
 
I don't like to walk alone,
Hearing the fuss of the streets.
The silence is necessary, sometimes,
To catch your wave.
 
Morning. Cup of coffe. City.
I live in this now.
Life is burn when you're young,
I catch every moment of happiness.
 
Tearing the skyes
My dream is flying up
Covering with the head
By triangular wave
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Burnt witch

On my knees, in front of the altar,
I stand, my breast blazing with fire.
The inverted cross of Lucifer
Is hanging on the wall.
You left me for the world beyond,
It's a shame that you aren't next to me.
You're blazing now without me,
In the hot fire of Hell.
 
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she burnt down in the flames.1
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she was burnt on the bonfire.
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
These sanctimonious folks2 shall, in a thorny crown,
Soon be hanging on the cross.
They shall hang with broken ribs,
Death to the inquisitors, death!
 
You were the queen of the night,
But they sharpened their swords.
You were burnt by the inquisitors on the bonfire.
Know that you shall be avenged.
And I'll be helped in this by Satan,
All of the priests shall hang
On the bloody cross.
 
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she burnt down in the flames.
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she was burnt on the bonfire.
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
These sanctimonious folks shall, in a thorny crown,
Soon be hanging on the cross.
All the inquisitors shall be retching blood.
Death to the inquisitors, death!
 
Every day without you is Hell,
But you are not coming back,
Without you, my dear, I cannot fall asleep.
Know that I shall soon come to you,
We shall shortly meet in Hell,
The sharp sacrificial knife,
I shall thrust into my sinful breast.
 
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she burnt down in the flames.
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
On the bonfire! On the bonfire, she was burnt on the bonfire.
On the bonfire! My witch burnt down in the flames.
These sanctimonious folks shall, in a thorny crown,
Soon be hanging on the cross.
They shall hang with broken ribs,
Death to the inquisitors, death!
 

• 1. в огне - in the fire, but I wanted to avoid repeating bon_fire_ and fire.
• 2. Святоша originally meant an extremely devout follower of religion, a holier-than-thou person. Nowadays, it also means hypocrite. 'Sanctimonious' captures both meanings, but it doesn't have a corresponding noun, so I had to use two words.

The Sacred War

Get up gigantic country
Get up to mortal war
Against the dark fascistic force
Against the damned horde
 
Refren:
Get up and let the noble rage
To boil like a wave
A Sacred War is going on
It's time to fight and pray
 
We'll fight against the enemies
Of our Motherland
The rapists and the torturers
And the black fascist gangs
 
Refren
 
We'll make the fascist rotten scums
Get bullet to the head
All spawns of the humanity
We'll put into the grave
 
Refren
 
Don't let the black and evil wings
Fly over Motherland
On our beautiful wide fieds
We don't allow to stand
 
Refren
 
We'll fight defending our land
Which we love all our hearts
The souls the bodies and the minds
Devoted to the fight
 
Refren
 
Get up gigantic country
Get up to mortal war
Against the dark fascistic force
Against the damned horde
 
Refren
 

The Native Scene

Flocks of birds. A roadway ribbon.
Wattle fence that's fallen down.
From the sky in thick fog hidden
Bleary day looks with a frown.
 
Row of birch-trees, dismal no-show
Of a roadside lighting pole.
As if under weight of sorrow
Hut has rocked on ground sole.
 
Semi-light and semi-twilight, -
And you're dying to escape,
Endless sadness of your limelight
Tramples on your soul's landscape.
 
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Bird of passage

You didn't understand me,
Do you remember, on the platform?
You stood there in agony.
And I was in the railcar.
I only returned when
You were already with another.
Well, how painful it is,
You didn't understand me.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 
You didn't understand me,
I was only joking,
Only for a minute
I was going to be gone.
My train was delayed,
You're already with another.
Well, how simple it is,
You didn't understand me.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 
Soaring in the sky
A bird of passage.
I went away,
In order to return.
 

Temper

*note: In Russia it is considered healthy to immediately plunge into cold water after being warmed up by a hot bath or spa. This can be translated as 'tempering'.
 
Bros! Let's all dive in! ...three-four!
 
We were drinking with our friends
And drunkenly decided
That tomorrow we will temper together
 
We got up earlier in the morning
Grabbed our towels
And went to bathe in the ice hole
 
We shouted like penguins
And yelled like bisons
Because it was very very cold, radishes.
 
But we knew, we definitely knew
That we would very soon become
We would become cool and fearless walruses
 
REF:
And our neighbors looked out the window
They, fools, couldn't understand
That to temper is cool
Every minute you get higher, strengthen
And you are bettering your health
 
And now bros, let's swim up, three-four.
 
We are cool like Rambo
And we honestly are tempering
Soon we will become like Stallone, let's jump in
 
We are diving like penguins
And screaming like moose
Because all our hair has been covered by ice
 
The engineer Taras Petrovich smiled very brightly,
Because from the cold his tooth split
 
My jaw has hung open, because my saliva has frozen in my mouth
But you cannot scare him with such foolishness, bros.
 
I am not joking,
I will prove this bros,
Tempering is fantastic
Crazy good and healthy
Stimulates the blood vessels
 
And it's so great
sends away
Phylococcus
Kills any Diplodocus
 
Use condoms.
Borya, swim deeper
Butthead, Butthead, you look, that one with the spot, that one with the beard, yes, two bald ones are swimming. Like two bobs.
 
We were diving very long, comrades.
And the neighbors were all looking
And then when we completely froze.
 
They drug us home
They warmed us up on coals
And then we were taken away by the ambulance
 
Reanimation is now our second home
Since we got sick with all kinds of nonsense
 
Prostate and UTI, comrades
Pneumonia and bronchitis
 
The freezing off of important tissues,
We will never become fathers
And maybe that's for the best
 
But we are optimists and you cannot scare us
Once we get better, we will get used to it
 
To fires and floods
Any kinds of floods
 
For bites of insects
To become like Sylvester Stallone
 
And now comrades timurovians, let's go!
Into the the ice hole! After comrade Lenin
And after other friends of pioners! Forward!
Yeah! Comrade Vasya! Give me the drum!
Vladimir Ilyich, put your hands away!