Свои Lyrics Translation – Дом | Бонд С Кнопкой

Бонд с кнопкой delivers a haunting track with ‘Свои,’ from their album ‘Дом.’ Золотухин Илья Алексеевич writes the lyrics and collaborates with Ковалевский Николай Олегович, Клюшников Андрей, Анохина Ульяна, and Яценко Полина to create a gripping melody. The song dives into themes of belonging and identity.

Свои Lyrics Translation - Дом | Бонд С Кнопкой
Released: October 10, 2024

Свои

Бонд С Кнопкой • From “Дом”

Lyricist
Золотухин Илья Алексеевич
Composer
Золотухин Илья Алексеевич, Ковалевский Николай Олегович, Клюшников Андрей, Анохина Ульяна, Яценко Полина

Свои Lyrics Translation – Дом Soundtrack

Золотухин asks, ‘Will he soar, or do his wings ache?’ as he describes a man searching for his kind. The lyrics mention camps, temples, and bars, painting a vivid scene of relentless pursuit. The repeated line ‘My people, my people’ echoes the desperation of finding one’s own in a divided world.

Invalid Raskidal KostyliThe broken man cast aside his crutches.
Vzletit Ili Krylya Emu BolyatWill he soar, or do his wings ache?
Neofit Tseloval KrestyThe convert kissed the crosses.
Iskal Svoikh Ili Krylya Emu Bolyat Kelya Emu SchemitHe sought his kind, or do his wings ache? His cell is closing in on him.
Taboram Khramam Baram Taboram Khramam BaramTo the camps, the temples, the bars; to the camps, the temples, the bars.
Grekhi Grekhi Grekhi GrekhiSins, sins, sins, sins.
Po Taboram Khramam Baram Taboram Khramam BaramThrough the camps, the temples, the bars; through the camps, the temples, the bars.
Svoi Svoi Svoi Iskat SvoikhMy people, my people, my people; searching for his own.
Mir Ne Polon Lyubvi K Nam BratyaThe world isn’t filled with love for us, brothers.
No Polon Chuzhogo OtchayanyaBut it’s overflowing with another’s despair.
Ozhil Pamyatnik Raskidal KostyliThe monument came to life and threw away its crutches.
Iskat Svoikh Svoikh SvoikhSeeking its own, its own, its own.
Po Taboram Khramam Baram Taboram Khramam BaramThrough the camps, the temples, the bars; through the camps, the temples, the bars.
Svoi Svoi Svoi SvoiMy people, my people, my people, my people.
Po Taboram Khramam Baram Taboram Khramam BaramThrough the camps, the temples, the bars; through the camps, the temples, the bars.
Svoi Svoi Svoi Vezde SvoiMy people, my people, my people; they’re everywhere.
Okrestnosti Iskat Svoikh Okrainy Khoronit SvoikhScouring the neighborhoods for his kind, burying his own in the outskirts.
Gluposti Chtob Byt SvoimDoing foolish things just to belong.
Okrestnosti Iskat Svoikh Okrainy Khoronit SvoikhScouring the neighborhoods for his kind, burying his own in the outskirts.
Gluposti Chtob Byt SvoimDoing foolish things just to belong.
Okrestnosti Iskat Svoikh Okrainy Khoronit SvoikhScouring the neighborhoods for his kind, burying his own in the outskirts.
Gluposti Chtob Byt SvoimDoing foolish things just to belong.
Okrestnosti Iskat Svoikh Okrainy Khoronit SvoikhScouring the neighborhoods for his kind, burying his own in the outskirts.
Gluposti Chtob Byt SvoimDoing foolish things just to belong.

Свои Music Video

The English lyrics of ‘Свои’ highlight the struggle for connection in a fractured society. ‘Дом’ from Бонд с кнопкой is a powerful statement on belonging, featuring a raw and compelling narrative.