01 SECRET MEMBER
July breathed the scent of fragrant hay
I paused in thought, giving room to doubt -
But what lies beyond the blue chain of mountains?
Where does the river flow with its winding bend?
Am I not a secret member?
Yes! A secret member of a fabulous brotherhood
Where conscience is the greatest wealth
Where there is no place for treachery and betrayal
Be a bit more active, my darling
For we are not just close friends
We, as the general program commands
Must merge into a tight monolith
And our union is unshakable, I am sure
Reliable, verified by electronics
It is not subject to time and death
We fear neither angels nor demons
July breathed the scent of fragrant hay
I'll press my cheek to the attic window
Am I not a secret member?
Why don't you go... towards the Sun!
02 YOU SHOULDN'T MEDDLE IN POLITICS, GIRL!
Mom is a politician and dad is a politician
The daughter rushes into the same battle
In vain, my darling, in vain, my dear
It is better for you to remain yourself
Do you want blood? Do you want blood?
Do you want blood? Bitch...
Do you want to stand at the helm like dad
To be the captain of a barge, a ship?
Do you want to stand at the helm like dad
Looking out to where the masses
Wait with awe for your grace?
You tell me about Thatcher, I understand everything
But she doesn't have your head
Think about it, darling, grasp it, my dear
These are not empty words to you
Do you want blood? Do you want blood?
Do you want blood?
Do you want to stand at the helm like dad
To be the captain of a barge, a ship?
Do you want to stand at the helm like dad
Looking out to where the masses
Wait with awe for your grace?
03 FOR EVEN THE TOUGHEST GUY, THERE'S ALWAYS A BULLET
Somewhere in the woods lived an old blacksmith
And, as the rumor mill spun,
A smart bullet that master, now and then,
But occasionally would cast...
Among the great roads, among the tough guys
He was a famous reckless fellow
An iron hand, a dashing head
And a menacing, wild glare from under his brows
And he despised death, he spat in its face
And sometimes even humiliated it in public
In a word, he was a fierce fighter
But there was something he didn't know
Oh, if only he knew where
A grim fate awaits
But on one of the nights
The bullet found the hero...
04 FUNERAL SONG
Well, that's it,
Farewell to the old
Palaces, canals, and bridges
Farewell to the wine,
Farewell to the sticky
Painted lips of beauties
My love,
Though everything is over,
Do not forget me
Deeds are handed in,
Debts are all paid,
In my pocket, I warm my pass to heaven
That's it, I am departing, smoothly, without haste
To the heavens, to meet God
The soul has flown
05 IMPRESSIONS FROM VISITING THE MONUMENT TO THE IDEAS OF JUCHE
In the mornings - I am proud of the ideas of Juche
In the evenings - I am proud of the ideas of Juche
And at night - I am proud of the ideas of Juche
the ideas of Juche
the ideas of Juche
the ideas of Juche...
In the mornings - Juche
In the evenings - Juche
And at night - Juche, Juche, Juche...
the ideas of Juche...
06 WANTED FREEDOM?
Why are your mouths agape?
Attention! At ease!
From under the visor of my cap
I vigilantly look ahead
My gaze is stern, resolute, fearless
I am always ready to join the battle!
I am always ready to join the battle!
From under the visor of my cap
Like from a dugout - you can always see better
To hell with liberal antics!
To hell with speeches full of spit!
To hell with speeches full of spit!
From under the visor of my cap
Corporal-General Unbending-Arc
Will spot, find, and destroy
Every stinking ideological enemy
Every stinking ideological enemy
Tremble, liberal, snotty dandy!
Shudder, puny democrat!
Anarchist, SR, republican
And any other such reptile!
And any other such reptile!
The cattle have gotten too arrogant somehow -
Demanding some kind of changes
Nevermind, we will find a task for you -
For I am an officer, not a slobbering gentleman!
For I am an officer, not a slobbering gentleman!
From Moscow to the very outskirts
We will screw every last one of you
So you know who is the master of the country!
So you look up to the sky, respectfully squinting your eye!
So you look up to the sky, respectfully squinting your eye!
07 THE GIRL AND THE VAMPIRE
Clear night, peace spreads in the silence
Do you hear the grass growing?
How the ether flows over the river?
Do you feel the Moon rising
And, throwing a shawl over your shoulders,
You walk out to meet me alone
Clear night, peace spreads in the silence
Do you hear the grass growing?
How the ether flows over the river?
Let all doubts dissipate
I will touch your neck with awe
Do you feel the Moon rising
And, throwing a shawl over your shoulders,
You walk out to meet me alone
Carefree, you always risked yourself
You knew too little about me
But now I am young again!
08 RUSSIAN FOLK
Oh, you land of epics
Long-suffering land
Burned by fire more than once
My Holy Rus
I was born and raised here
I dreamed of a free will
Which, through no fault of my own,
I was deprived of from birth
There are very skillful
Various craftsmen here
And the wonder-girls of Russia
Are beautiful and gentle
The Russian land is crowned
By its glorious beauty
The golden-domed capital
Oh, mother Moscow
In the chambers and mansions here
Sitting on the long benches
Are long-bearded oaks
Boyard and princes
Oh, sovereign, do not be angry -
No matter how smart you might be
With so many goats in charge
What kind of progress can there be?
09 RISE UP, RUSSIAN PEOPLE, TO BATTLE AGAINST THE FOUL IDOL!
Tears and blood, drop by drop,
Fall to the ground
Merging into rivers and seas
By the insolent after so many years
Fat Foul Idol
The earth is raped
Stands over the ancient plain
The cry of ravaged villages
Everywhere - from edge to edge
- The shadow of the Idol
Tears and blood, drop by drop,
Fall to the ground,
Merging into rivers and seas
The great people of a Great country
Deceived once again
Where is your former strength?
Stands over the ancient plain
The cry of ravaged villages
Everywhere - from edge to edge
- The shadow of the Idol
Tears and blood, drop by drop,
Fall to the ground
Merging into rivers and seas
By the insolent after so many years
Fat Foul Idol
The earth is raped
For all drowned in blood
Flowing from pierced veins,
For all smeared across the walls
- Avenge!!!
10 RETURN OF THE COSSACKS FROM A LONG CAMPAIGN (IN 3 AND A HALF PARTS)
For a long time on someone else's land
Twenty-five years, but old men at heart
For a long time dulling their blades
Greeting morning and evening in the saddle
Behind are the seas and mountains
To the native expanses
To the native expanses
The Cossacks are rushing
To the outlines dear to the heart
Drawing closer with every hour
And no longer quite as alien
The dust from under the hooves
A hundred roads traversed in battle
Resting by the river
The scents of the beloved homeland
The Cossacks recognized
The scents of the beloved homeland
The Cossacks recognized
On the Don riverbank, by the quiet wave,
Where the lover-mist embraces the grass,
On the Don riverbank, where the reeds dream,
I will break my rifle and tear off my epaulettes...
Oblachny Krai 1990 "Wanted Freedom?" Digitized from vinyl
In 1990, at the Leningrad Recording Studio of the All-Union Gramophone Record Firm "Melodiya," thanks to the director of the firm's Leningrad branch, Andrei Tropillo, the band recorded and released on vinyl a powerful metal album titled "Wanted Freedom?" in a very beautiful cover drawn by Sergei Supalov, a famous Arkhangelsk artist, photographer, and guardian of Arkhangelsk rock. The album sold in huge quantities across the entire country. During these years, the band featured its most powerful lineup of musicians and reached the peak of its creativity.
Side 1:
- Secret Member
- You Shouldn't Meddle in Politics, Girl!
- And For Every Tough Guy, There's Always a Bullet
- Funeral Song
- Impressions From Visiting The Monument To The Ideas Of Juche
- Russian - Folk
Side 2:
- Wanted Freedom?
- The Girl and the Vampire
- Rise Up, Russian People, to Battle Against the Foul Idol!
- Return of the Cossacks from a Long Campaign
Oblachny Krai 1990 "Wanted Freedom?" Digitized from vinyl
Band lineup:
Sergei Bogayev: guitar, vocals
Oleg Rautkin: vocals
Nikolai Lyskovsky: keyboards
Andrei Lukin: bass, keyboards, vocals
Yuri Korablev: drums
Elena Vishnya: additional vocals
Andrei Burlaka: editor
Yuri Morozov: sound engineer
Artist: Sergei Supalov
- Recorded in 1990, released in 1991.
- Digitized from vinyl: Igor Plenov. St. Petersburg
Oblachny Krai 1990 "Wanted Freedom?"
In 1990, at the Leningrad Recording Studio of the All-Union Gramophone Record Firm "Melodiya," thanks to the director of the firm's Leningrad branch, Andrei Tropillo, the band recorded and released on vinyl a powerful metal album titled "Wanted Freedom?" in a very beautiful cover drawn by Sergei Supalov, a famous Arkhangelsk artist, photographer, and guardian of Arkhangelsk rock. The album sold in huge quantities across the entire country. During these years, the band featured its most powerful lineup of musicians and reached the peak of its creativity.
- Secret Member
- You Shouldn't Meddle in Politics, Girl!
- And For Every Tough Guy, There's Always a Bullet
- Funeral Song
- Impressions From Visiting The Monument To The Ideas Of Juche
- Wanted Freedom?
- The Girl and the Vampire
- Russian - Folk
- Rise Up, Russian People, to Battle Against the Foul Idol!
- Return of the Cossacks from a Long Campaign (in three and a half parts)
Oblachny Krai 1990 "Wanted Freedom?"
Band lineup:
Sergei Bogayev: guitar, vocals
Oleg Rautkin: vocals
Nikolai Lyskovsky: keyboards
Andrei Lukin: bass, keyboards, vocals
Yuri Korablev: drums
Elena Vishnya: additional vocals
Andrei Burlaka: editor
Yuri Morozov: sound engineer
Artist: Sergei Supalov
- Remastering: Igor Plenov 2008. St. Petersburg