Новая Россия [Novaya Rossiya] [English translation]

Like a monkey, nursing her dead child, not knowing that the fetus is not alive,

As a bride believing that the world is love, and scotch tape will not bind her mouth.

In that way you sleep with a broken illusion, as an owl, blinded by the neon (light),

But the shadows already detached from objects in your wedding night.

Last-minute death mask predicts a drastic change,

In this new pogrom it is difficult to learn, to discover yourself

The axis on which turns the universe - scrap in rusty stairwell[1]

Last intercourse with this world - the horror of the self.

Chorus:

New Russia flying out of me,

Crashed into windows like youthful dawn of a new day

New Russia flying out of me,

More grain, our love more fire!

Harmony is beautiful, if you do not know that screams inside of her,

It will tear from stress of this war, but there is no alternative escape

And in the misty sky it shines, shine, my star, shine[2]

We carry wounded Homeland on our back, crawl into the light squinting.

Rap of new Gauls, Vandals and Huns, meat is marinading in the saddle,

The world is multidimensional, creak dimensions, revolves vertical

The master is having a feast: slaves and serfs share the crumbs of the royal table

And we are observing, how in this stanza again tempered steel[3].

Chorus:

New Russia flying out of me,

Crashed into windows like youthful dawn of a new day

New Russia flying out of me,

More grain, our love more fire!

New Russia flying out of me,

The dead bury their dead - empty fuss!

New Russia flying out of me -

New Russian crawls out of the fire

• Artist:DDT