Текст песни Despectus — Mother’s Black

The Pripiat-river has withered
The village of Kopachiii grumbled
A crowd of Soviet workers was
doomly marching
under May sun

Scorched tools were rattling and clattering
withing red-hot machines
and sultry wind
was carrying their rumbling
through the village yards

The drudgery Building began;
The tiredout workers were
recovering their red breath.
One of the workers turned round
to the country-side and saw
an old lady making her way
towards them.

"It isn't the right place for your construction!
Please don't build here, leave this place,
this land is cursed!
Just leave
and don't you ever come back!!"

"Cries and mourn,
explosion and Dust,
under the red covering
revenge for the laugh,
gladness and death,
the mother's black"
the mother's grief

After that day in may
sixteen years have passed
she avoided everyone
became secretive and evil

Cries of the wounded
Tears of the sick,
in the village
the radiation harmed
evrething
exept her
they thought her anger
protected her from radiation

But it cuold be seen that
the less angry
she was the
more she became sick
just as others.

"Cries and mourn,
explosion and Dust,
under the red covering
revenge for the laugh,
gladness and death,
the mother's black
the mother's grief"