The Russian language is dead
A fusion of rock, hard rock, and rap starts with a bold, guitar-driven intro layered over a punchy drum groove, Male vocals with distinct clear English pronunciation deliver rapid-fire rap verses, contrasted by powerful sung choruses, The bridge features a gritty guitar solo, before a dynamic half-time outro unites rap and rock elements
The Russian language is dead
A fusion of rock, hard rock, and rap starts with a bold, guitar-driven intro layered over a punchy drum groove, Male vocals with distinct clear English pronunciation deliver rapid-fire rap verses, contrasted by powerful sung choruses, The bridge features a gritty guitar solo, before a dynamic half-time outro unites rap and rock elements
Lyrics
I Loved the Sound of Russian
I loved its taste upon my tongue.
I loved the poetry written in Russian.
I loved the songs that were sung in Russian.
They sounded so familiar, tender, and full of feeling.
(familiar, tender, and full of feeling)
My ears delighted in the sound of Russian,
delighted in the sound of the Russian language.
But everything changed! (everything changed)
On Thursday, the twenty-fourth of February, two thousand twenty-two, at four in the morning, the Russian language died.
(it died)
(it died)
I can no longer love this language.
I can no longer hear its sound without deep pain.
I cannot read poems or listen to songs when they are in this language.
(cannot read poems)
(cannot listen to songs)
I cannot!!!
The Russian language is dead to me!
(dead)
Now I wait with hope.
I wait for its resurrection.
I wait.
I wait.
I wait for the people who carry it to free the world from the tyrant, because only they can do it.
Only they can do it!!
(they can do it)
Until then, the Russian language is dead.
Until then, it is dead.
The Russian language is dead.