Utro - These Rivers

Vaska The Broken slashed three fishermen
with a sharpened piece of dowel.
Emptied their pockets and got himself some silver,
at least four rubles.

Emptied the backpack and found inside
Half a bottle of a crappy wine.
He drank the wine and fell asleep on the sand,
The river wave became red.

These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.
These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.

Vaska the broken was caught in his sleep
And was sent to the town court.
It's hot for the judges these days, they, without shame,
Drink cold Kvas, mug after mug.

Above them sits a symbol covered in flies
Scary symbol made out of lead
And on it is a sickle covered with blood of the peasant
And hammer covered in blood of the smith.

These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.
These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.

Vaska The Broken was waken up at dawn
They lead him to the corridor, without any supper.
Soundless corridor with dented brick,
And tiled floor.

Godmother slammed her head on the entrance door of the jail
But from tiled floor Vaska's blood
Was washed away with a hose.

These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.
These rivers go nowhere,
They do not fall into anything.