Текст песни Александр Щагольчин - В Рай Заказано

To paradise ordered
In hell noticed.
What is predicted
All this is it.

Cross Crucifixion
Under the roar
And curse
We are all fucked.

To the ground is clonim
In the sky Gladyuchi.
We all pray
As playing.

In the image you look
Come on the cross,
And in the pockets of Shish
In the transition later.

Here Raspatice
Here is raglegalitsa
On Krestheniestan
Boguhulian.

Silver in Kabak,
And the church is copper.
Patrase, battle
All in hell burn.

Frank lovely
Dogs pop.
- give with an abundance,
And not that flood.

In the capitals of the temple
Salt yes gold,
And in the village of Stamp
Pop flux from hunger.

We would eat vodka
Sing, dance then.
Neither hell is not sorry
Temple weep with a cross.

On the show, we
Orthodox,
Flattering smile
Soul souls.

Eh, Russia Mother
Already the tank is cracking,
To understand
Neither soul solve.

On a woven hunting
All before Fenia we
After all, Kobatskaya Shadne
Skilled in the temple

We all sell
But leave Rus.
Anyway Says
That's what is proud of.

That's what I love
This nonsense and a blud.
Mixtures, Pope
Orthodox people.

But gets up, grows
Raw mint and simple
Observing the post ...
And all in full growth.

Eh, people of Russia
Mokea.
I am your suck son,
Here I am in my own board.