Текст песни Четвертый Реактор - Быдло

Think, cattle, think,
This is your hobby!
Do not be afraid of your thoughts,
Do not be afraid, lad!

Think of a high,
Think about the country!
Think, cattle, think,
Homeland in the fire!

Homeland crushed
Bulls on steeper!
Think, cattle, think,
Provided an opportunity!

My mother made me cowards
From the birch bark,
To the priest was not listed,
Do not bite mosquitoes!
But those cowards have torn
From the birch bark,
Again the priest was mopped up,
Bites of mosquitoes!

Think, cattle, think!
Think, cattle, think!