Quote from a favorite Russian song comes to mind right away...
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Originally Posted by Translation
...Soon we'll ask all of them, and all of them will answer
I am prepared to die for my dear motherland
Alas at home, I have a wife and children
I am prepared to die for my poor motherland
Alas at home, I have a wife and children
Well, thank God, democracy is.........
-Yuri Shevchuk, "Visiting at an FSB General's"
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and also
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Originally Posted by Translation
Eighteen years is not too much
When you're wandering the street without money
But so little when your heart stops
And the country throws you a plastic rag
The country sings them rock-n-roll songs
Tells them that it will be alright
The country yells them that we're all together
But it all just sounds awfully banal...
The guys died, horribly
The guys died, simply
And not all of them were outwardly handsome
And not each of them was of tall stature
-Yuri Shevchuk, "Guys"
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That's all I have to say on this romanticism spiel, from my cultural background
