Lyrics and translation ДДТ - Prosvistela

Prosvistela

Prosvistela i upala na stole,
Chut' poela, da skatilas' po zole
Ubityh pesen, da - mne nechego teryat'.
Mir tak tesen, daj-ka, brat, tebya obnyat'.

Vsyudu cherti - nadavi, brat, na pedal'.
Chas do smerti, da sgorevshego ne zhal',
A v chistom pole - angelochki, vasil'ki.
My na vole, i net ni gari ni toski

A na nebe vstretyat Sashka da Il'ya,
Hvatit hleba, da sto gramm - bez nih nel'zya.
Chto nam plakat', tam ne sram, chego stradat'.
Raj ne slyakot', v'yuga nasha blagodat'.

Vse rasskazhem pro voskhod i pro zakat,
Gory sazhi da pro gor'kij marmelad,
Chto doeli, kogda zakonchili vojnu.
Da kak seli my na Rodine - v plenu.

Prosvistela i upala na stole.
Chut' poela da usnula na zole
Ubityh pesen, da mne nechego teryat'.
Mir tak tesen, daj-ka, brat, tebya obnyat'

Flashed

She flashed and fell down on the table,
Barely singing and rolled down the grass
Of the killed songs, but I have nothing to lose.
The world is so narrow, come on, brother, let me hug you.

There are devils everywhere - press the pedal, brother.
An hour until death, and don't regret what's burned.
And in the clean field - angels, cornflowers.
We're free, and there is neither bitterness nor longing.

And Sasha and Ilya will meet us in heaven,
There will be enough bread and a hundred grams - you can't do without them.
Why should we cry, there's no shame there, why should we suffer.
Paradise is not slush, our blizzard is a blessing.

I'll tell you everything about the sunrise and sunset,
The burnt mountains and the bitter marmalade,
Who sang when the war ended.
And how we ended up in prison - in the Homeland.

She flashed and fell down on the table.
Barely singing and falling asleep on the grass
Of the killed songs, but I have nothing to lose.
The world is so narrow, come on, brother, let me hug you.