and once.
He understood that they should move to town.
The family thought it over.
And they built a house
in 1939 in the city of Yegorievsk.
There was a lavish housewarming party
and happy life ensued afterthat.
He fixed the job
for our mother.
And fixed the job for himself.
He became a city dweller
And rejoiced at his fate.
More years went by, the kids were growing.
And then the War.
And he was drafted and at home.
He left behind four girls, two sons and his wife.
Wet, hungry soldiers in the trenches
Expected their deaths
And then our dad was hit by a bullet.
Our mother wept a lot,
But the kids returned herto reasonable ways.
She did not put him in the grave,
But God will forgive her sin.
And once she had a thought
while sitting by the window.
What if they asked the draft commission?
About him. A miracle happened.
They had an answer.
The state decided it should find
The deathbed of the father
and inform.
The information was not easy to obtain
But suddenly we knew that it was
the Nevelsky district, the Milynki village
In a communal grave.
The life jumpstarted,
joyous days arrived.
At last the family received a chance
to see theirfather's grave.
Its women will surely weep,
its men will soberly drink
Forthe souls of soldiers who died
to bring to us this long-lasting peace
And it is high time to leave
and to finish this long ballad
Comrades, when will we board the truck
and arrive to ourfather's side?
And the day of departure comes
and the family waits for a car.
Let's drink, my fiends, before we start
the trip to the faraway place.
When the car arrives, it will be too late,
the road will take its toll.
I do not know what we'll see
when Kostya Kaurov stops at ourfather's grave.
Thank you dad,
We are not to blame
that you prematurely died.
Oh, if you could stand and see
All of you kids and grandsons.
Thanks, Dad, you saved the world
And perished at your best age.
But you remain with us in our dreams,
in your kids you remain with us.
That's all.
That's all of my ballad.
Thanks.
- Did you like it?
...Yes, very much.
Here you are, girls.
We are having a nice time.
What should we do further
with these Asians?
What really?
What should we do? Theirfamilies are huge.
They'll arrive in hordes like locusts.
- And they'll press us outa here.
- And this will be the smallest trouble.
What huge families they have.
All of them have big golden teeth.
Shit, and they stand for each other.
Yesterday these motherfuckers sat
on the benches in four rows.
Yes, darling, these folks will not let
us open our mouths
And all of our militia
will tiptoe around them.
Yes, darling, have you seen knots
on his belt... here and there?
Do you know how many coins are sewn in there?
That's how they pay the militia off,
And ourfolks just keep talking shit and get convicted.
Where will we get the gold?
Fuck him, come on!
The judge does not talk to us,
we are earthly worms.
The officials arrived, prepared
everything forthem... rooms and all this shit.
And tell us:
"Get outa here to the fucking hell".
And what jackasses serve up there.
We went to the court and we got it again.
They say he had a stroke,
he needs a doctor.
We went home,
then came again
Then they say he needs an interpreter.
And the court hearing...
He was not guarded by the militia, but by the military.
And the terrorist feels OK
walks around with a sachet
With medicines.
And our Russian con will not get such a sachet.
- We are not afraid of them.
- Are you serious?
Yes, they'll come in hordes.
Burn theirfucking houses down
so that they wouldn't exist any more.
So that they wouldn't live here and would quit
to their native land and fuck it up the way they want.
- Girls, we'll get convicted.
- No way.
They have no power over us
If anything, we'll address Fedor.
Fuck them.
I have both some kerosene and some diesel fuel.
And some gasoline.
I'll ignite the stuff and let it burn.
Here