Текст песни Бостонское чаепитие - Твой маленький фюрер

Zadernuv curtains
You're looking at the screen
Great plans. Spitfire mind
One keystroke & quot; enter & quot;
And there. Overseas polyhnet fire
But those who will follow you, do not know.
About the one that threw the bouquet on the floor.
Of those who tease you in elementary school.
And the nurse that you were locked in the closet

Lustful night alone with a pillow
Flattened cheekbones. Clenched fist
they would not dare to miss you
Insinuating whispers to you
Your affectionate Fuhrer.

Will and power. Force and the law
Your ambitions - jealous judge
Bay. Violence. Zombruy and lie.
Hour impossible becomes possible
The Empire needs to grow,
Empire should blossom
The future of the planet depends
by pressing the & quot; enter & quot;

Lustful night alone with a pillow
Information cheekbones. Clenched fist
Sister gone, duty completed,
Crying on your shoulder
Your little Fuhrer.