What are you listening to?

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Direct translation from Russian:

Shortparis — Here's how steel was tempered*

Here's how to build forevermore
Here's how to set the table
Here's how the doctor looks at the enemy
Giving him an injection

Here's how steel was tempered
Here's how to betray your wife
Everyone is a little sorry
To admit such guilt

Here's how to grease one's palm
Here's how to shut one's mouth
Here's how to build forevermore
Here's how to kick women stomach

Here's how steel was tempered
Here's how to betray your wife
And February is coming
From north to north

Here's how to grease one's palm
Here's how to set the table
Yes, it was forevermore
Here's how to kick women stomach

*The name of the song refers to the novel by Nikolai Ostrovsky, which describes in detail the events of the first years of Soviet rule ("Как закалялась сталь"), and to the song of the same name by the Civil Defense band ("Гражданская оборона").

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

...to the song of the same name by the Civil Defense band ("Гражданская оборона").

By the way, here's that song:

Direct translation from Russian:

That's how the steel was tempered

They brought the traitorous guy to a firing squad
They dragged off the nice lady into a basement
They shoved crowds into boxcars
Confident dads continued to teach:
"That's how the steel was tempered!"
 
They brought the traitorous guy to a firing squad
The Kremlin's bell ringers rang a ceasefire signal
The moon bit an abandoned body
Skillfully scrawling onto its chest:
"That's how the steel was tempered!"
 
They brought the traitorous guy to a firing squad
Blind witnesses said "it's fate"
Confident fathers continued their march
Establishing their decree with a hot-red blade
"That's how the steel was tempered!''
 
They conquered history with a tempered blade
They crushed history with a tempered blade
They stabbed history with a tempered blade
Killing off the guilty history
That's how the steel was tempered!

Lyrics Translate, "That's how the steel was tempered!"

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Direct translation from Russian:

Barto — Berlin

I wake up in 1945
In the Berlin subway
It's spring and caricature people
You draw slowly
And only at live
The figures that drift with the flow
The ones I would like to see less
I mean dead children and dying women
I would still like to see less
Dead children and dying women

Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, I see my future between the storefronts
Berlin

I wake up in 1945
In the Berlin subway
To see the walls fall
You draw and forget instantly
You feel faces emerging from the foam
That we would like to see less
The faces of dead children and dying women
We would still like to see less
Dead children and dying women

Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, I see my future between the storefronts
Berlin

Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, trade my heart for heroin
Berlin, remove my heart
Berlin

[President Punxsutawney Phil]

旅愁 (Ryoshuu/translates as "Loneliness on a Journey")

[TransfemmeGoreVidal]

Thrash Unreal-Against Me!

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Two videos of the same song. The first video has a more interesting track and better footage, the second video has subtitles in English.

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

The video has English subtitles. At the beginning of the video, an anarchist flag depicts the word "Pussy" in Russian.

[WalterWhite]

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Zero ("Ноль") — I live on Lenin Street

You ask me why do I stay silent sometimes,
why do I neither laugh nor smile.
Or vice versa, I darkly joke
and just as darkly, terribly grimace
 
That’s because I live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
I just live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
 
What do you want from a morbid mind?
In childhood, kind people nailed my brain.
In school, my ears and mouth were given enema.
That's how I received the necessary usefull education.
 
That’s because I was born and grew up on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
That’s because I was born and grew up on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
 
That’s because I live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
I just live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
 
How I hate and at once love my country.
There isn't much surprise, truly, my comrades.
My country is blind, deaf and ugly,
but what more is there left to love.
 
That’s how I live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
That’s how I live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
 
That’s because I live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.
I just live on Lenin Street,
and I go wild from time to time.

Lyric Translate, "I Live on Lenin Street"

[Meclazine for Israel]

Jimmy Reed

You Got Me Cryin'

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTDXaJq61uM

[Sumner 1868]

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

The video has English subtitles.

[No War, but the War on Christmas]

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

In 2020, this Russian music band missed the Eurovision Song Contest due to the coronavirus, since 2022 it has been forced to miss Russia.

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

This song is 34 years old, but it shows the same feeling of the Russian youth as "Generation Cancellation":

Direct translation from Russian:

FINE AND ETERNAL


Projector of Perestroika¹ lights up the Perestroika
The builder of Communism adores Communism
The KGB officer approves the KGB
Any correct bullet loves its gun

The Party is the mind, honor and conscience of the era²
Fine and eternal
Fine and eternal
 
Concrete freedom reigns in cast-iron cities
Propaganda posters control brave heads
Inertia runs docile bodies
And we don't exist, we don't exist, we don't exist

WE DON'T EXIST³
 
The Party is the mind, honor and conscience of the era
Fine and eternal
Fine and eternal

National anthems thundered generously
Forbidden books burnt down quietly
Triumphal salutes pealed over the world
A destroyed louse clicked under the nail
 
The Party is the mind, honor and conscience of the era
Fine and eternal
Fine and eternal
 
Spring is going to last long
The field awaits for fine grain
And we live in a fair land
But we don't exist, we don't exist, we don't exist

WE DON'T EXIST

The Party is the mind, honor and conscience of the era
Fine and eternal
Fine and eternal

We don't exist, we don't exist, we don't exist

WE DON'T EXIST

Fine and eternal
Fine and eternal

¹ Projector of Perestroika was a popular TV programme of the Perestroika era. This line reflects Yegor Letov's skeptical attitude towards naive enthusiasm of Perestroika devotees, as at the very same time he and his friends were persecuted by the KGB in spite of all the "glasnost" and "liberty" statements (this song was written before the collapse of USSR).

² a well-known propaganda slogan

³ literally, "there are no us"

Гражданская Оборона — Здорово и вечно

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Direct translation from Russian:

A Burial of the War

When trouble has come to your home,
Don't cry, don't be afraid, don't beg.
My midnight star,
Cast your light upon the ailing world.
 
Where everything is buried
Under the poison of fear and anguish,
Pour wine to your friends,
Scatter petals of hope.
 
Refrain (twice):
 
Dreams rain down,
As a music of silence
See we these dreams.
Together we'll make,
Together we'll all make
A burial of the war.
 
In a harsh hour, when all around
Everything you loved is gone.
Don't hide your eyes, come up with a sound
To unite this world.
 
Sing a light song, dude,
Sing about love and it will be so.
With all the earth
We'll make a burial of the war.
 
Refrain (3 times)

[President Punxsutawney Phil]

Rule Britannia
US Army Strings

[President Punxsutawney Phil]

ゆめいっぱい (Yume Ippai/Full of dreams)
関有美子 (Yumiko Seki)

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

The video has English subtitles.

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

Direct translation from Russian:

Konstantin Dubinin

Unholy War


We did not want to kill
But you decided everything instead of us
You don't care about casualties
Well, we're all already dead
War brings you income
Because life and death are easy to sell
It's easy to betray us all behind our backs
And replenish a new bank account

Unholy war, only you needed it
The enemies knew what they were fighting for
So what did we have
We paid our debt to the country and the folk
And in a foreign land we found our death
But we did not die for honor and freedom
Just for your heroin and petrol
Heroin and petrol
Heroin

The steel-rainy season has begun
And we're advancing again
A fight for the triumph of another's ideas
With the banner of light, against darkness
There's no remedy for mental wounds
What's the current agenda
Yesterday we passed Afghanistan
Today our goal is Chechnya

Unholy war, only you needed it
The enemies knew what they were fighting for
So what did we have
We paid our debt to the country and the folk
And in a foreign land we found our death
But we did not die for honor and freedom
Just for your heroin and petrol
Heroin and petrol
Heroin and petrol

Blood money cannot console
Wives and mothers
Wicked hands cannot build Eden
For their children
Money and Power run the show
And everyone is ready to snatch them
But tell me, who gave you the right
To cut off other people's lives

Unholy war, only you needed it
The enemies knew what they were fighting for
So what did we have
We paid our debt to the country and the folk
And in a foreign land we found our death
But we did not die for honor and freedom
Just for your heroin and petrol
Heroin and petrol
Heroin and petrol
Petrol, petrol, petrol
Death

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

This song was written long before the invasion to Georgia and Ukraine. The singer addresses the Russian authorities.

[Morning in Atlas]

[sting in the rafters]

[Oleg 🇰🇿🤝🇺🇦]

The song is performed in Russian and Ukrainian languages in turn. The video has English subtitles.

[President Punxsutawney Phil]

Das Lied Der Deutschen (3 stanzas)
The Song of the Germans
Lyrical Version