Текст песни Раздвоение Личности - Сын вождя

Son of the leader

The wild forests of this ancient country
Indians hazy dream dreams.
Leader Stanislav promises success
Cook on white raid.

Squad with Kalash, spears and bows -
All the drunken Indian regiments.
A son of the leader plays a little doll,
And after the fight to break them apart.

City Tsartaun burned by napalm,
Many mining in forests carried away.
From white girls did whores
Feed crocodiles old women.

The leaders and soldiers amused themselves with prostitutes,
Because they are even cut soft leather laces.
A son of the leader plays a little doll,
And simulated their breaks to pieces.

Magi predicted enough is enough, they say, to drink -
It should be wet hostile neighbors.
But repolarization oak gave the leader.
Who will lead them into battle?

Indians cry to the gods and bring the ransom,
And poured the blood and tears on the sand.
A son of the leader, he threw in the trash doll!
He is already building a tin shelves.

A son of the leader plays a little doll ...

Sl. and muses .: E. Miser