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I just finished watching FMA

I really liked that song.

Bratja (Brothers) by bepa /Translated from Russian

Prosti myenia, mladshij brat!                           |Forgive me, younger brother
Ia tak pryed toboj vinovat.                               |I am to be blamed
Puytatjsia vyernutj nyeljzia,                            |It is impossible to return
Togo chto vziala zyemlia.                                   |that, which has been taken by earth

Kto znayet zakon Buytiya,                                 |One that knows the law
Pomog buy mnye najti otvyet.                         |would help me find the answer.
Zhyestoko oshibsia ia,                                         |I made a terrible mistake,
Ot smyerti lyekarstva nyet.                              |there is no cure for death.

Milaia mama! Nyezhnaia!                                    |Dear Mother! So Soft!
Muy tak lyeiubili tyebia.                                      |We loved you so much.
No vsye nashi siluy,                                              |But all our powers
Potrachyenuy buyli zria.                                     |were spent in vain.

Tyebia soblaznilia pryekrasnoy nadyezhdoy,|I intrigued you
Vyernutj nash syemyeynuyy ochag.               |With the perfect hope To return our family
Moy brat, ia vo vsyom vinovat.                         |My brother, the blame is all mine.

Nye plachj, nye pyechaljsia, starshiy brat!     |Don’t cry, don’t despair, older brother
Ne tuy odin vinovat.                                              |You are not the only one to blame
Doroga u nas odna,                                               |We both have one road
Iskupim vinu do dna.                                            |Lets bury the blame to the depth

Mnye nye v chyem tebia upryeknutj.              |I can’t blame you for anything,
Iia nye obizhyen nichutj.                                     |And I hold no hard feelings.
Tiazhyek, nash grekh,                                          |Heavy is our cause
Khotyetj buytj siljnyee vsyekh.                        |The desire to be stronger than all

Milaia mama! Nyezhnaia!                                    |Dear Mother! So Soft!
Muy tak lyeiubili tyebia.                                      |We loved you so much.
No vsye nashi siluy,                                              |But all our powers
Potrachyenuy buyli zria.                                     |were spent in vain.

Iasam soblaznilcia                                                |I was intrigued myself
Pryekrasnoy nadyezhdoy                                   |with the wonderful hope
Vyernutj nash syemyeynuyy ochag.               |to return our family.
Iasam vo vsyom vinovat.                                   |I am the one to blame.

No chto zhye nam dyelatj kak buytj?              |So what do we do now?
Kak vsyo ispravitj, zabuyitj?                             |How do we correct and forget?
Puytatjcia vernytj neljzia,                                 |When you can’t return
Togo, chto vziala zyemlia.                                  |That, which was been taken by earth.