Электрические Партизаны - Подпольный рок
текст песни

To improve the world
The smallest is done
No matter how hard he tried, no matter how I fought,
But could not do much
And did not even hope for
Such a happy old age
In small clubs of a huge city
Play underground rock

Life dropped a drop.
I did not save a lot.
That's all that I am left:
To the end to play underground rock

INTERNATIONAL LANGUAGE
World rock underground
Any poet wants
They listened without a dictionary
And here is the point of silence
In a barrel of honey like a spoonful of salt
I sing these strange songs again
Incomprehensible rebel

Life dropped a drop
I did not save a lot
That's all I am left
To the end to play underground rock ...