Portvain - Ненависть
текст песни

Where are you, heroes of forgotten poems?
Moscow is full of cheapskates, and St. Petersburg is for the homeless.
At home, you can't see the problems behind the doors.
Hide deep and as quickly as possible.
For the constant chaos and the police's batons.
For the debt slavery, for the mortgage sin.
For the parliamentary terror—always be prepared.
At gunpoint, let's go kill everyone!
A law on prohibitions, a ban on legality
Blocks, decryptions, and deaf indifference
An old woman makes the sign of the cross over an icon with the president
If life can't be better, then may God grant it's no worse
From slaves of the people to slaves of the people
From concepts, rules, schemes, and other nonsense
From those who are cowards, even if they seem stern
My hatred grows within

Hate
Hate
Hate
Hate
Hate

Resist, because you're not alone
They won't put everyone in jail - they won't kill everyone
We won't forget, we won't forgive
The last refuge of our hope
A hot fire burns in our chests
A heart that was always against
Over the country, under the gray rain
One day, the banner of freedom will rise
Corruption, power, hunger, stagnation
Bribes, explosions, poverty, and robbery
Nothing will change here without you
If more Your hatred lives

Hate
Hate
Hate
Hate
Hate