Текст песни RE MARK - сон к 23 февраля или что сказать вам на прощание 15 nb

I have a dream I think I am a conscript and go to bagdat
on the belt a dagger from squeaky dogs, and the rhyme is the main machine
braaa ... I came out of a coma and are ready to kill because of deceitful show-off
yauuu ... .. all sorts of pseudo dogs To half of poker peacocks and assholes

on this gentlemen, think with your head before writing something fight
going to this fight you can not be sincerely honest and yourself
my relatives and closest people see them off at the train station
tears, snot and drool like Indian films, sincere feelings

fuck all this is a start at the fifteenth independent battle
you are still at the start, my track flies on like on a derivative
fagots all in mourning as if they broke the heart of slave girl Isaure
and saying goodbye to the judges before meeting in the next round