Текст песни Pritecci - Бородино

If there were laws of the baron of the fraternity of the unified crown
By fluent loyalty, the clones of God be loyal to the grave;
fallen birds of happiness, good demons of power
money betrayal of the masses - the first in the class
what do they need in a row - to be a shepherd or a flock?
the light in the alcove is not happy - hate rains down
Slowly the pastor without congregation divides the supplies to the pagon
will take out brains in free will take out gold, cash

bring his ashes to hell, lick him up to the reward
the sinner's fate will be adjusted
women will stand in rows of tie between their legs
throats gagged with cucumbers munching greedily lips
in the first battle for the thrones - will be praised in the slopes
Chikaya veins painfully shed blood on the pontoons ..
I will pass by I will speak quietly ..

I will be the first without nerves and noise, smart without a fur coat and oysters
- Often soaked those clever gopniks of pissing streets
they will fill themselves with vodka without squinting, twirl their fingers,
not rarely hanging out in clubs - "twists of smoked hens"
drive and stupid, pamper, do not know the place, freak out
as if they forgot that they were wandering in a vicious circle ..
I will pass by .. I will speak softly ..