Plastика — Мир великолепен song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Мир великолепен" by Plastика.
Lyrics
Этим людям плевать на всех,
После них хоть потоп.
А кому — соболиный мех,
А кому — пулю в лоб.
Днем решают судьбу страны,
Ночью нюхают кокс и виски жрут.
Им комфортно вокруг стены,
У них покой, у них уют.
Ведь мы для них, словно пепел.
А их мир великолепен.
И им ни капли не стыдно,
Они считают нас быдлом!
Жизнь для них словно сладкий сон
В жемчугах и парче.
Если будет на то резон,
То наймут палачей.
Им не жаль слугам чаевых,
Слуги будут лизать тому, кто дал,
И грызть глотки отчаянно
За драгметалл, окончен бал.
Ведь мы для них, словно пепел.
А их мир великолепен.
И им ни капли не стыдно,
Они считают нас быдлом!
Lyrics translation
These people don't care about anyone,
After them, at least the flood.
And who is sable fur,
And someone-a bullet in the head.
Day decide the fate of the country,
At night, they snort coke and eat whiskey.
They are comfortable around the wall,
They have peace, they have comfort.
After all, we are like ashes to them.
And their world is great.
And they are not a bit ashamed,
They think we're rednecks!
Life is like a sweet dream for them
In pearls and brocade.
If it makes sense,
They'll hire executioners.
They don't mind tipping the servants,
Servants will lick the one who gave,
And gnaw their throats desperately
For the precious metal, the ball is over.
After all, we are like ashes to them.
And their world is great.
And they are not a bit ashamed,
They think we're rednecks!