Рвать Ткань [Rvat' Tkan'] [English translation]

From the city dogs howling from the trash,

And in this world not a second goes without a fight.

God made certain every threshold here's solid,

So that no one sees what the beasts eat.

Dad plucks the mattress, mom turns the scales,

And from beneath the biker, a child cackles. 1

They watch television measured in hundreds of grams,

Drinkingf as the children turn to whores.

Chorus :

All is ready to shred cloth, to shred our cloth

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

All is ready.

With sour cream on bananas and milk on the lips. 2

We love mother just as much, yet fear loves us more.

Yearning for what we don't know and where to go.

We'll go there, where the fabric's been parted.

From one prison and to another one,

And from our sleep, they try to hurt us.

I'm afraid of that Rambo's in Tambov, 3

And that Rambo came here from Iowa. 4

There they know how to kill with ease.

They anger quicker up there than here.

Chorus :

All is ready to shred cloth, to shred our cloth

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

Shredding cloth, shredding cloth,

All is ready.

With sour cream on bananas and milk on the lips.

We love mother just as much, yet fear loves us more. (x2)

1. "And biker's wound children howl"? Really Vlad? Well, better late than never to figure out what went wrong.2. Can someone....what? Ummm, this is a euphemism if I've ever heard one. If this isn't innuendo, then can someone explain what this means?3. Rambo is a fictional movie character, I think Tambov is a city in Russia since when I googled that is what came back4. This makes more sense than what I had before.

• Artist:Nautilus Pompilius
• Album:Разлука