Застой 2.0 [Zastoy 2.0] [English translation]

Rob Swift & Legalize

«Here we go again»

«Here we go again» (Stagnation 2.0)

«Here we go again»

«Here we go again»

Stagnation 2.0 is our history and our grief

With our nation we carry a weight on our legs

I am very grateful to God for Russia

but, i don’t believe in a special path that leads to misery

Stagnation 2.0 is our history and our grief

With our nation we carry a weight on our legs

I am very grateful to God for Russia

but, i don’t believe in a special path that leads to misery

Verse 1

It’s time for me to sign up with the Russophobes by

Saying that everything is not good in my backyard

I see that the standard way of thinking of millions of our people is to climb closer to the throne and to lick the legs of the King .

We are are the result of a history of false heroes

Now under the control of a petroleum brotherhood, as it was before under the the Mongolian yoke

Wandering silently & without complains in an enclosed circle

This dishonor and grief of our people is the price of a barrel

Thieves are held in high favor, in a fort there are badges all around us

It’s an army that divides the lower class from those who share yards-2

The kennels guard the archaic totalitarian spirit

This old broken record is moving back to the beginning

Stalin is in their heart, there is a mummy in a pyramid-3

Strategists are trying to awake a darkness as if in a full moon

We are bargaining with the mindset of Mizulina-4

“And we keep trying to show of our sluggish craziness “??

We believe in elections, until they impose their candidate on us

Before the toilet paper was invented we were wiping ourselves with leaves.

In ancient times before the electricity we were burning kindling

We keep believing without hesitation in some sort of special path

If not him, then who? If something goes wrong it will be like the great flood

Shut up, bastard, and honor (obey) the King - and know your place

The outside world is cut off with a cold line

This silence is gold, but just in case we have Zolotov-5

Chorus

Let’s not pretend that

There is no cold civil war

And Lo and behold, it’s not necessary for one country

To crush, beat and burn everything to the ground inorder to move ahead.

The gray world is returning & divided between two poles:

“Am Imagined enemy” and “a guarded fear”

They don’t want us to think clearly here , bro

The whole system is cemented , brains made of jelly

Stagnation 2.0

[After- chorus )Rob Swift & Legalize)

(Here we go again)( Stagnation 2.0)

(Here we go again (Stagnation2.0)

Stagnation 2.0, Stagnation 2.0, Stagnation 2.0

(Here we go again)( Stagnation2.0)

(Here we go again)(Stagnation2.0)

Stagnation 2.0 —

stability and ???, suppressed howl, open the window.

Verse 2

On the top of the dump the heirs of the seagulls* are getting fat

And the main enemies of the country are-Serebryakov-6 and Serebryannikov-7-they are breeding Sharikovs-8-they are altruists.

Yet will not cook oatmeal or have a beer-9-with us

Here the authorities would be happy to see you always drunk and singing the anthem out loud in this hysterical empire.

You’re stupefied with a cheap diphenhydramine draff

With the same random hypnotic pictures on the screen

A hearse in a motorcade makes a sharp turn

“Cutie-sweetie“, Crimea is ours”, surgeon

For orthodox holiday they give Easter cake for the new tank

When we eat olives we are watching eternal saltless Leonid Ilich*.

Our country is memorizing the same old futile speeches

As a trustful and meek dog

Russians are so talented and bright , but among other plots they have chosen the historical noose

We are circling around at will

We are making a cult from a stability that means a stale sandwich is enough

It’s like submissiveness is in our genetic code

Militarism and stupidity is our day-to-day circumvention.

More blood, more Salisbury and Syria

More Donbas, Crimea, more hatred for Russia

So that everyone around us can’t stand us

In order to finally isolate our country -headed by our messiah

Our “bright faced”, who makes us all rise from our knees.

The trainer with his whip knows how he should spend his time:

To nourish a reflex so his “Pavlov’s dog” would honor him, but the name of that dog -is a voter

Chorus

Let’s not pretend that

There is no cold civil war

And Lo and behold, it’s not necessary for one country

To crush, beat and burn everything to the ground inorder to move ahead.

The gray world is returning & divided between two poles:

“Am Imagined enemy” and “a guarded fear”

They don’t want us to think clearly here , bro

The whole system is cemented , brains made of jelly

Stagnation 2.0

[After- chorus )Rob Swift & Legalize)

(Here we go again)( Stagnation 2.0)

(Here we go again (Stagnation2.0)

Stagnation 2.0, Stagnation 2.0, Stagnation 2.0

(Here we go again)( Stagnation2.0)

(Here we go again)(Stagnation2.0)

Stagnation 2.0 —

stability and ???, suppressed howl, open the window.

Verse 3

Again we are picking the same plot

As if we are more used to being in darkness, dampness, and without light

We choose to obey someone else’s will & to obey with no opposition

I even begin to believe that pitchforks are our foundation.

We took a breath and again we are on the the same locomotive

We are driving our malice around the circle road and around the world

In keeping our reputation as a dangerous country, we think that the world respects this power, but this stupid aggression just makes everyone feel pity towards us.

We are shaking with a club, we feel angry,& burn some firewood

Our people teach us to love those who send their kids to a foreign land

While a crowd preoccupies itself with the destruction of cheese*

In the meantime the gap between those who hear and those who don’t gets wider.

If you don’t like it - go away, fucking liberal

And if you want to yell about universal injustice

Don’t forget: you have to know how to ask for mercy in a Chechen way, yes