Текст песни Высоцкий Владимир - Мы вращаем землю

From the border, we turned the Earth back -
There was a deal first.
But back it was twisted by our battalion commander,
Pushing his foot away from the Urals.

Finally, we were given the order to advance,
To select our peaks and crumbs,
But we remember how the sun went backwards
And it almost came in the east.

We do not measure the Earth steps,
Ponaprasnu flowers tee,
We push her with boots -
From myself, from myself!

And from the wind from the east,
I press for the rocks of the flock.
The axis of the earth we moved without a lever,
Changing the direction of the impact.

Do not be scared when the sunset is not in place,
Judgment day is a fairy tale for the elders,
They simply rotate the Earth, where they want,
Our replacement companies are on the march.

We crawl, hug hugs,
Hummocks we are grasping evil, not loving
And we push the earth with our knees -
From myself, from myself!

Here no one would have found, even if I wanted to,
Hands upstairs raised.
To all living people, the tangible benefit of bodies:
As a cover we use the fallen.

Is this stupid lead all at once?
Where will overtake - at point-blank range or from the rear?
Someone there, in front, piled on the pillbox -
And the Earth froze for a moment.

I left my feet behind,
Passing through the dead grieving,
I turn the Earth ball with my elbows -
From myself, from myself!

Someone stood up in full growth and, bowing,
Took a bullet on a sigh.
But the battalion is creeping west, westward,
To the sun rose in the east.

Belly - through the mud, breathing stink bogs,
But we close our eyes to the smell.
Now the sun is going fine in the sky,
Because we are torn to the west.

Hands, legs - in place, is not it?
As at the wedding dew napubya,
Earth pulling his teeth at the stalks -
To myself! Under yourself! Push!