Lyrics:

I must do on standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I must go on standing
I'm not on my own, it's not my choice
Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
THey'll inherit your blood
Apres Moi le deluge
After me comes the flood
Fevral. Dostat chernil i plakat!
Pisat o fervale navzryd
Poka grohochushaya slyakot
Vesnoyu chernoyu gorit