Listen, Seryozh, you are not that young anymore.
And you will probably soon go to waste, for nothing.
And, between you and me, Seryozh, I can't f****** stand your face anymore.
And that's putting it mildly.
Well, in earlier days you were right on,
Going for it straight away.
And you were so cool, swearing and mocking everyone.
Now you have probably forgotten all that.
We don't need that rap; sing to us about the Soviet times
Or about bread and circuses,
You understand, Seryog, you only have one road
And that is to the graveyard.
And when you're gone, there will be no doubt.
Everyone will say: 'Seryoga was a genius.'
While we were just standing around,
Only Seryoga was running ahead.
And you will be just like Viktor Tsoi*,
Well, not alive, but a hero!
And you will be just like Viktor Tsoi,
Well, not alive, but a hero!
And you will probably soon go to waste, for nothing.
And, between you and me, Seryozh, I can't f****** stand your face anymore.
And that's putting it mildly.
Well, in earlier days you were right on,
Going for it straight away.
And you were so cool, swearing and mocking everyone.
Now you have probably forgotten all that.
We don't need that rap; sing to us about the Soviet times
Or about bread and circuses,
You understand, Seryog, you only have one road
And that is to the graveyard.
And when you're gone, there will be no doubt.
Everyone will say: 'Seryoga was a genius.'
While we were just standing around,
Only Seryoga was running ahead.
And you will be just like Viktor Tsoi*,
Well, not alive, but a hero!
And you will be just like Viktor Tsoi,
Well, not alive, but a hero!