Текст песни StraiN - от души

Music to the ears
At the heart of the vent
All smoothly and quietly
I behave smartly
I go in the district
Lawless
Buy a toy brother
bear and gun
Let him know how to live
With whom to be friends
Let it grows
And life knows
After all, our country rush
Polya cup of patience
The government Basterds
Steal intact day
And everywhere black
I want to wait for a miracle
That all will be calm
great dignity
You scold youth
And from the belly itself zhresh
And your clever docha
And we go to the streets
rioted
correct the problem
And the first will say
What brawlers punished
And our faces behind the masks
Color the wall colors
And the fox will come running
They promised that they would find
And our district high
And will fight Perovo
There is always somewhere to get away
For Motion, we will fight
Knives and guns
This children's toys
Only the feet and hands
We hear the sounds of battle so