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Just found two Armene released in the years of '91 & '94. Really shows what a history-memed chauvinistic shitfest was happening in de-jure USSR @ the time, & what was happening afterwards.
Some notes for the first armene:
>00:41
(in old style):
"For the Faith, Czar, & MotherFatherland!"
(This is the motto of czarist r*shia, which for the '17's left propaganda purposes was put onto the wh*tey liberal/protofascist movement)
>01:44
PRO: 0
CONTRA: 0
ABSTAINED: 1372
RESOLUTION ACCEPTED
(This is a mocking of politburo which fully supported what was happening everywhere by abstaining from doing something about it)
>02:53
Something like:
"Aeur Khause is Rhuyt!"
(Dunking on red czar's Georgian accent, along with his ethnicity)
For the second, here's a kind of a translation for the song which was written back in the '91 (translation is botched due to lots of double-meaning in the og text):
Policemen flying in the sky,
Beggars looking like policemen
Blank faces looking like beggars,
And well-fed ghosts.
Lots of opening and shutting mouths.
Like of countless fishes washed ashore.
Hands waging in the queues,
Who made all this up?
What kind of riddle is this, this is a tongue-twister,
Neither a sound nor answer is audible.
What kind of riddle is this, this is a tongue-twister,
Who's the God, who's the Satan?
(x2)
Dull faces thinking with their stomach,
And countless empty bellies,
Moral depravity, morality of depravation,
And the mainstays on the verge of undermination.
Virginly blushed whores,
Glutted out saints,
Overhauled and fake virgins,
Lost hopes of virgins.
Is this a convent, or is this a brothel?
Say, you voiceless sages!
Where's that headless, the head of this city?
The one with folds on his arse!
(x2)
Intellectual criminals,
Semi-criminal policemen,
Lecturers addicted to gambling,
Phrasemongers who served a sentence.
Hearts broken of mercilessness
And apostles giving mercy,
Statesmen parleying in parliament,
And other, similar crime scenes.
And the decent guys, who've got weapons in their hands,
Are meeting the dawn with the death.
And the scum of the people, the waste of our people,
Are robbing the people, and desecrate them.
(x2)
Great writers who look like generals,
Goddamn generals,
Ministers thinking like generals,
And other stuff like that.
Presidential elections,
And unelectable presidents,
Worn out countless lies,
Who made all this up?
Who's sitting on the top, fuck his mother?
Neither a sound nor answer is audible.
What is real, the owner and the master
Of this ownerless ownerlessness?
Is this a convent, or is this a brothel?
Say, you voiceless sages!
Where's that headless, the head of this city?
The one with folds on his arse!
Who's the master of this all, fuck his mother?
Neither a sound nor answer is audible.
What is real, the owner and the master
Of this ownerless ownerlessness?..
some translated comments written mostly before the another Karabakh bloodbath:
>The sad thing is that nothing has changed yet … everything is the same!
>Nothing has changed in 30 years. The only consequence that comes to your mind is that it will not change.
>Our misfortune
>30 years have passed, but the situation is the same
>As always accurate and right
>Very apt words
Armenia, along with Ukraine, had one of the highest % of Ostalgie for the USSR times, peaking @ 91% one time. Now tho, thanks to officially approved r**zke marxists-leninists/stalinists this number has gone down the shitter, with RF's agression towards Ukraine along with total impotence in protecting Armenia from Azerbaijan's furry faschizos & their provocateurs.