O, yes, baby, we are Russians,
We have no skin at all,
No white, no black, no yellow,
We have no skin at all.
O, baby, we have the Motherland,
But we’ve never had any home
Cause it’s easy to curse your Motherland
But it’s hard to find a new home.
And you’re passing by looking proud
In your adorable dress,
So visible in the crowd,
With shooting mark on your chest.
O, baby, I am so sorry,
Nothing personal, baby, at all
For your illusions being ruined
And for your stupid life being gone.
O, yes, baby, we are Russians,
We have no skin at all,
No white, no black, no yellow,
No skin, no God, no home.
03.05.20