I am like Magellan
Adrift ‘twixt truffles and balanda
Leviathan awaits in the depths
“One love” or lavender
I am between the reds and whites, like that membrane
Wait up, are such things possible?
Yes, I am the red panda
How are we to be, how are we to keep sailing?
In this rusted old tub
Best cool down so as not to start howling
Less truth, more daring
The time of great discoveries has been closed down
Time to rise up, fucking gave up
To keep going at this pace
Is to get fucked swallowing clouds of dust
The backs of the hands – they lie
The guy in your crosshairs here – friend
He to whom you gave up your voice – maybe enemy
Here it is, the drama, the theatre, the intermission
The pact with the devil, the payment for rules
From Saul to Paul the step is small
A step to the side, could be the right one
If your ranks stink of burning
For Motherland, for Stalin
“For Putin” we’re tired as fu-
In the mouth a snarl or teeth set on edge
The people will tell in the comments
Here Here everyone understands everyone remembers
Here Here everything’s understood everything’s remembered
Here Here everyone understands everyone remembers
Here Here everything’s understood everything’s remembered
I am like Magellan
Sailing around the oceans
But there’s one main thing
Don’t go dropping the blow-dryer into the bath
To surrender my god-given freedom as though it were tribute
Won’t do at all, bro, soz, your rank doesn’t make a difference
Such a close-knit company gathered in this blood-bath
Today we praise, tomorrow tear down Wagner’s banners
I’m prophesying as best I can here, like that one-eared Van Gogh
War and peace aren’t what they once were, Bezuhov’s fled to Bangkok
Our Spirit of the Times by now’s become utterly special
To them you’re merely specimens, and not remotely special
Whatever they tell you
You’ve always got a master
Yeah, we’ve lost our stature –
Micro-people, micro-loans
Black-yellow, white
White-blue, red
White-blue, white
Or simply red?
Collect them all, you’ll get a discount
There, atop Mount Fuji, frozen snails