(written originally in English)
The scene of action is The Central Asia
Introduction:
There`s the shepherd on the throne.
There`s the flock in the sheep-fold.
The gate is locked; it`s heard lament:
the flock has suffered torments.
The shepherd is a rogue, a dictator,
an ideological "diarrhoea prater".
Address:
Mr.Piece of Rotten Wood,
You, monster, don`t need a nation!
I`ll say without exaggeration:
- You need the mob,
you need the mass:
it`s easy to cheat the ass.
You want your flock,
you want your "asses"
to see through rose-coloured glasses.
One has to creep in slavish imitation
under your banner on all fours,
merged together with the mass
in order not to be crushed down
by the Rule of Force!
Your nation has extracted
oil and gas in perspiration;
and it has only got a penny,
derogation and frustration!
And as your nation suffers
from your stranglehold,
your bank account
increases hundredfold!
And in a crazy craze
to make great cash and gold -
the nation, gas and oil
were together sold!