Пуля [Pulya] [English translation]

I run, run to freedom

And behind me, behind me chasing

And behind me, soldiers run

In the place of the sky - their automatic machines

I run, my legs get stuck

Dirty snow up to my waist

All is in vain, all is in vain

The snow turns blood-red

Evil bullet, give me freedom

In the heart so there is no pain

Evil bullet, give me freedom

At once so there is no pain

But the chasing is closer, closer

Laughing snipers on the roofs

But I will not let them take me alive

I'd rather die here, young

Evil bullet, give me freedom

In the heart so there is no pain

Evil bullet, give me freedom

At once so there is no pain

I run, run to freedom

And behind me, behind me chasing

But I won't let them take me alive

I'd rather die here, young

Evil bullet, give me freedom

At once, and...

• Artist:Leningrad
• Album:Пуля