Somehow yesterday I drank a beer in the bar,
And after that I smashed a couple of wild apes.
Lips were teared away on an eraser for the youger brother,
And I went with the heavy step of a White Soldier.
The underground is full of beasts with tails and horns,
Well, I couldn't stand and started to kick them.
You mustn't, I said, walk through the city with a mane and hoofs,
'Cause even someone must fight with parasites!?
I walked - strolled through the city, waving with a scythe all around,
And I chopped to the root any desease.
Half a day I toiled till the wearing out on the
Execution
Place behind the Kremlin,
Let my Land will breathe more free.
Drink a beer "Kolovrat" and you'll be healthy,
Such heroes we are, the skinheads!
