The twenty-first century has come, the earthly ball from wars is tired
The population of the hegemon ball took out
In the European Union there is no opinion, the Middle East groans from troubles
Over the ocean, the president is deprived of power
chorus
To us from the northern seas, far away to the southern borders
Kuril Islands, to the Baltic coast
On this earth there would be peace, but if the chief commander
Call in the last fight, Uncle Vova, we are with
(chorus)
And what will get to that, my generation
Give slabinka, lose the whole country
Our loyal friends are the Navy and the Army
Memory of the grandfather's friendship red star
(chorus)
There will not be a ridge, the samurai will never
Breast up for the capital of amber
Sevastopol is our Crimea, for descendants we will save
In the harbor of the motherland, Alaska return
This song is played by me in the original, as indicated by the chords.