S nogami uzh

Rossiya.

Rossiya, milaya Rossiya!
Za chto, ne znayu, ne skazhu
Konstantinopol' i prolivy
Vsegda terzali grud' moyu.

I ehti prizraki nemye
(Bez nix dva slova ne svyazhu)
Grustny, bol'ny i molchalivy
S chuzhim --- nemy, s toboj --- schastlivy,
Kak lebeda i kak krapiva
Vedi, Rossiya nas --- my zhivy

O Rus'! Tiranyat grud' tvoyu.

21.10.89
No one ever helped poor Laura
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's rabid... in ecstasy
she's rabid... in ecstasy
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop or fall
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line...
line to fall -- Laura, by Fields of the Nephilim.

``Rossiya'' in KOI8.
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