And the night will fall, and hail will fall,
and the sword will fall on branded faces ...
Come to me, my comrade and brother,
pray for me, not knowing how to pray.
And when in the morning, letting go of worries,
we will go to the platform through persecution and cackling, -
may God help us, may God help us,
may God help us - us who do not believe in God.
May He help us with a wave of his hand
make friends happy, get even with enemies,
may He help us all gods in spite of
on godless earth to become earthly gods.
To everyone who is miserable and poor, to everyone who is sire and poor,
give a little warmth and a little patience,
may God help us, may God help us,
may God help us - us who do not believe in God.
At that impossible moment, at that inevitable hour,
when everyday paradise turns into sodom,
and the mouth will shut up, and the eyes will scream,
we will leave life as we leave home ...
Kicking up the dust of the heavenly roads
gently leaving the endless heights,
may God help us, may God help us,
may God help us - us who do not believe in God.