Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Вердикт о трубочном зелье

In the fireplace , where the cat urinated
The Pomo Mongolian friends
It was found charred lapwing
And I raised my hand
Curse overabundance chocks
Damn bad times
And the house in which the butt
Steaming urine half
Curse my lips dusty
To which his hands reach for
Will there be an abundance of age
Oh poor Mother Russia ?
About the time the tobacco concern
Where to watch the gentlemen eyes
Damn idiots country
Depriving us of the Fatherland
© Larisa Bocharova