5. Chyrvonym pa Belamu: ‘Nie Žadaju’ (‘I Don't Want’)
Thanks to the Ukrainian group Tartak
without which this song wouldn’t have existed
I come to the square, again and again
I hear meaningless talk from the tribunes
Nice talking and songs about the union (the Russian-Belarusian Union State, ed.)
We are going to talk a little bit more
and Belarus will disappear
We have lost the culture
We have forgotten the history
We know ourselves like rabbits – on our territory
We believe the strangers
We don’t trust our own people
We are at a loss, we have what we have
Today we keep silent
And tomorrow it’s easy to sell ourselves
Godfather against godfather
and brother against brother
Belarusian Idea is a topic for speculations
We are giving up the state
but we will soon lose the nation
Where in the world can you find people who don’t have courage?
Don’t have their own honour and self-respect
If everybody lives in his own hut in the outskirts
Such people have their heroes from nowhere
Refrain, repeated four times:
I am sorry about the country
but I don’t want to be treated like a hero
because my Belarus doesn’t value heroes
Because it doesn’t value
Because it doesn’t value
Look at Luka (Lukashenka, ed.) – he cuts wood with his words!
So what if he has no crucifixion and no conscience
He is alone among people who are ready for a fight
Among those who are ready to become heroes!
He passed through fire and swam across water
As if he had done everything for the country and for the people
He is coming to wage a war with millions of us!
There is order to shoot those who disagree!
He has the power, bastard.
He climbed on it like on a bench.
His lackeys around him shout: “Hail!”
Hold me, because I can’t stand it anymore!
How long can you mistreat people like that?
Where are all those whom he tortured?
Put to prison or killed in the night?
All those who gave their lives for their own?
Where are they? Where are they?
Refrain, repeated four times:
I am sorry about the country
but I don’t want to be treated like a hero
because my Belarus doesn’t value heroes
Because it doesn’t value
Because it doesn’t value
In reality it’s very simple to change life
Simply come out to the streets and not to litter
To love your land and your nature
To make yourself a part of a single nation
Because we have roots. We are Belarusians!
With fire in our eyes, with smiles on our lips
We should have dignity and believe
That we have our own
And our own is not someone else’s!
Without Orthodox, Catholics,
Eastern, Western or Minskers.
Welcoming, kind and not too talkative.
Doing everything together. And happy together
Imagine a country where you are well-off
Where they don’t put you to prison for telling the truth
Where our people do a lot of good things
But unfortunately, things are different
Refrain, repeated four times:
I am sorry about the country
but I don’t want to be treated like a hero
because my Belarus doesn’t value heroes
Because it doesn’t value
Because it doesn’t value
