Текст и перевод песни Ляпис Трубецкой - Товарищ (Live)

Товарищ (Live)

Снова поют дети про то, что солнышко светит.
С юга вернулись птицы, скучно им за границей.
Летают аэропланы, гудят подъёмные краны.
Бабушка внуку печёт блины, всё хорошо — дождались весны.
Не грусти, товарищ, китайцы уже возле Луны.
В космосе — мир, в космосе — труд,
В космосе — май и нету войны.
Не грусти, товарищ, всё хорошо, beautiful good.
Ракета на старте дышит огнём,
Welcome to space, звёзды зовут!
Сразу все стали добрее, полярники бороды бреют.
И первые велосипеды по лужам торжественно едут.
И дело уже не в погоде, просто лыжи не в моде,
А в моде зонты и галоши, а ещё быть хорошим.
Не грусти, товарищ, китайцы уже возле Луны.
В космосе — мир, в космосе — труд,
В космосе — май и нету войны.
Не грусти, товарищ, всё хорошо, beautiful good.
Ракета на старте дышит огнём,
Welcome to space, звёзды зовут!
Не грусти, товарищ, китайцы уже возле Луны.
В космосе — мир, в космосе — труд,
В космосе — май и нету войны.
Не грусти, товарищ, всё хорошо, beautiful good.
Мы никому не делали зла,
Нас не забудут, нас заберут.

Comrade (Live)

Children sing again about the sun shining bright.
Birds return from the south, bored with foreign lands.
Airplanes soar, cranes hum their lifting song.
Grandma bakes pancakes for her grandson, all is well - spring has arrived.
Don't be sad, my dear, the Chinese are already near the Moon.
In space, there's peace, in space, there's work,
In space, it's May and there's no war.
Don't be sad, my dear, everything's fine, beautiful and good.
The rocket on the launchpad breathes fire,
Welcome to space, the stars are calling!
Everyone became kinder at once, polar explorers shave their beards.
And the first bicycles solemnly ride through puddles.
It's not about the weather anymore, skis are simply out of fashion,
Umbrellas and galoshes are in style, as well as being good.
Don't be sad, my dear, the Chinese are already near the Moon.
In space, there's peace, in space, there's work,
In space, it's May and there's no war.
Don't be sad, my dear, everything's fine, beautiful and good.
The rocket on the launchpad breathes fire,
Welcome to space, the stars are calling!
Don't be sad, my dear, the Chinese are already near the Moon.
In space, there's peace, in space, there's work,
In space, it's May and there's no war.
Don't be sad, my dear, everything's fine, beautiful and good.
We haven't done any harm to anyone,
We won't be forgotten, they'll take us away.