Текст песни Аддис Абеба - Бомбоклад

I'll bet
This path is cursed! whether he klyatyh!
For so many years we were looking for this treasure
Not in order to bury it back

Temperature increases, but still
So many people hurt oneself forehead on the floor
Holy water escape from the infernal hyenas
And afraid to death of genetic modifications

Overpopulation, hunger, and not only in Africa
But someone contraceptives gives anathema
Someone save lives by removing the tumor
But someone launches a rocket to the hospital

While not burst careless humans
Just do that are measured by hu ...
And invented the time machine, probably
If again somewhere chop off heads wrong

Chorus:
Bomboklad, brother! Bomboklad!
Babylon road we take away in the A-to-hell

Bomboklad, brother! Bomboklad!
Money, money, money, money, oh Yoko yoy

Bomboklad, brother! Bomboklad!
We are stone Jung turned the Garden of Eden

Bomboklad, brother! Bomboklad!
But lived time not return back

The sky was gray sky clouds delayed
Only in a dream now we see a ray of sunlight
Web of Babylon, this world has exhausted
God help escape from the clutches of the Spider
Salome dances in the white house suchih dance
The head of the saint will be written off in the accident
But while we are still teaches nothing
We continue to live in the darkness of the barbed wire
Residents corral - the children of Babylon
On school boards contemporary icon
Instead of the faces of Manica, in the crown of cardboard
We are taught to march to the sound of them weigh bows
The word is law will outlaw
We all have been living at the site of concrete
The prisoner of the dream of millions of hedonism
Horn enemy synonymous with courage and chase

Chorus

There are no wind turbines and solar panels
Smazhenny torch heats portraits leaders
Pipe work, black rivers flow
While not sink the ship they did not run away from it
Nation late to do vaccination
The virus called "fathers of the nation"
Oborigeny happy again change
Diamonds on the iPhone - the benefits of civilization
Have something to eat for lunch, dressed, shod
Everything else is taboo! Taboo is a riot!
All of us hostage in an atmosphere of infernal
Those who laid the bomb under us

I'll bet
This path is cursed! whether he fucking klyatyh!
For so many years we were looking for this treasure
Not in order to bury it back!