Текст песни Владимир Высоцкий - В куски разлетелася корона

In the shattered pieces of the crown ,
No power, no throne.
Russia and the laws of life -
All to hell!
And we , as if driven into a hole,
Like thieves caught ,
Only the blood of a disgrace
Half.

And we do not understand a damn thing -
Who break and with whom to stay,
Who for us who fear
Where is the way where to go -
Do not understand!
Where is the spirit ?
Where is the honor ?
Where is the shame ?
Where are their own, and where other people ?
As previously lived ,
Do we spit on Russia ?

Shame - all who rest more,
Anyone who doubts get devoured ,
It may or may not
Kill.
Signal ! ... And a wolf , and a bull
And like a hawk on its prey.
Only crows poklichem
Feast .

Hey , you ! Where bygone your hardness
Where bygone your pride ?
Rest today - meanness !
Gun compresses a steady hand.
End,
around
end.
All broken , broken,
We just have a little -
Only shot in the head il the enemy .