Текст песни Леонид Ваксман - Давай ещё побудем на свободе

The music of L.Vaksman,
                        Verses by D.Voronkov and L.Vaksman

Let's still be free,
Where the air is fresh, and the pigeons are winged!
Come on, not giving a tribute to fashion,
We'll cry over the grave of Herostratus!

While the strip is scarlet, like a banner,
Not mourning water,
And the angels do not come for us,
Let's still be free!

In the field, in the garden, in the garden,
While there is enough time and space,
Let's still be free
In the eternal expectation of arrest.

Where, they say, we will be sweeter
In cares about the shack and the litter,
We, thank God, do not drag us by force.
Let's still be free!

Let's still be free,
While the judge gives us a reprieve,
Does not catch, is not enough, does not lead away
In a deaf, like Beethoven, alone.

Let's still be free
The last feverish nights,
For the present they shine in the sky
Far tempting points.

It seems to me that it's too early for us to make a point.
After all, we are not at an impasse, but in the transition!
While we are not chains, but chains,
Let's still be free!

While we are not socially dangerous,
Not too much evil is brought to people,
In the land where our thoughts are beautiful,
Let's stay with you a little!

And after, in the underworld of prison Buden
We write should be something like
Let's stay with you a little!
Let's stay on ...