Текст и перевод песни ДДТ - Pobeda

Pobeda

Nepobedimaya pobeda
Za dver'yu tonet i gorit:
"Pustite, brattsy, poobedat',
Davno ne ela, vse bolit.
Ya tak ustala, tak ustala
Ot neskonchaemyh boev,
Za pajku hleba, lomtik sala
Ya polyublyu vas..."
A my pahali skromno. Vedal
Delami nashimi pokoj.
Nam ni k chemu byla Pobeda,
Ved' my ne bredili vojnoj.
No oslepitel'no krasiva
Pobeda znojnaya byla -
Ne ustoyali, priglasili,
No vsled za nej vpolzla Beda.
My krovi vypili tri morya,
My vse pozhrali, chto mogli,
Pobeda pela na prostore
Lihie pesenki svoi.
Pobeda vkusno pobezhdala,
Beda solila, kak mogla.
Nas za Pobedu stol'ko palo,
Nas za Pobedu sdohla t'ma.
No konchen boj, Pobeda, sonno
Zevaya, podalas' domoj.
A my ostalis' izumlenno
Pobedu prazdnovat'
S Bedoj,
S Bedoj,
S Bedoj.

Victory

Unconquerable Victory,
Behind the door, she drowns and burns:
"Let me in, brothers, to have my lunch,
I haven't eaten for ages, everything aches.
I'm so tired, so tired
Of endless battles,
For a ration of bread, a slice of lard,
I'll love you all..."
And we toiled humbly. Our peace was known
Through our deeds and quiet toil.
We had no need for Victory,
For war was not our dream, our spoil.
But oh, so dazzling and bright
Was Victory, sweat-drenched and bold -
We couldn't resist, invited her in,
But Misery crept in, taking hold.
We drank three seas of blood,
We devoured all that we could,
Victory sang across the land
Her wild and reckless songs so good.
Victory, conquering with delight,
Misery salted, with all her might.
So many of us fell for Victory,
A multitude perished in the fight.
But the battle is over, Victory, sleepy,
Yawning, she stumbled home, unsteady.
And we are left, bewildered and numb,
To celebrate Victory
With Misery,
With Misery,
With Misery.