Текст песни Слотаный Понотаный - Мусорный пакет

Stand, see what is happening around,
This is not just a cold.
Everything turns into a closed circle,
Where everyone hates each other.

Right down vertical,
Worse and worse day from day.
The state needs gold medals,
He does not care about your life.

For the country you trash can
Today you were, and tomorrow you are not.
Make money in someone's pocket,
This is the situation, bro.

Voice of freedom tells you:
"Come on! Ebat!"
But the rebellion of the cry drowshes:
"What about pensions and experience?".

Yes, this song is not a voice of generations,
But I scream here is far from all.
I do not care about all-in -king deer
Which so worries commercial success.

I want to erase the borders,
Flags and cities disappear,
See happy faces on the streets
In order for the star in each of us.

Finish praying
Fast get up from the knees.
It's time to unite
To solve problems.

After all, together you can
Much overcome.
And the star of your heart
Will burn forever.