Текст песни - Владимир Семёнович Высоцкий - В КУСКИ РАЗЛЕТЕЛАСЬ КОРОНА

The pieces
Scattered crown
No power, no throne -
Life, Russian and laws -
All to hell!
And we -
As if driven into a hole,
Like thieves caught -
Only - a blood disgrace
Half.

And to us
Not a damn thing to figure out,
Who break and with whom to stay,
Who of us who fear
Where is the way where to go -
Do not understand it!
Where is the spirit? Where is the honor? Where is the shame ?!
Where are their own, and where strangers
As previously lived,
Really on Russia
We do not care ?!

Shame
Everyone who rest more,
Anyone who doubts get devoured -
It may or may not
Kill!
The signal! -
And a wolf, and a bull,
And - like a hawk to prey -
Only crows poklichem
Feast.

Hey, you!
Where is your erstwhile firmness?
Where erstwhile our pride?
Rest today - meanness!
The gun compresses a steady hand.
The end! Everything has an end!
Everything was broken, broken, -
We just have a little -
Only shot in the head il the enemy.