Текст песни Алексей Копылов - Слово

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When the word becomes unnecessary
When we are powerless:
Cool will kill the simple again
And all the verses will become mute

Bullets will replace conversations
An oligarch ruins nature
Having drawn shoulder straps for myself
In the wrong places.
And whore will rule the world
And suck oil and gas
Their pitchforks, summer cottages and apartments -
They are richer than us for a long time.

And children will clap at the stars
And they sing to the fan
We just passed their face control
And they sat down to sit on the left.
They are "creators", they are artists,
And schmuck - we are to the left,
Poets are all smugglers
They have a drug in their heads.

The fence is as long as Europe, -
The edges are not visible through binoculars,
The system is guarded by trenches
The boys bought the land
All doctors have resigned
Now there is no one to treat us.
In the dining room, we require an additive,
And we walk together ... count.

Save, help brothers,
I don't like myself
I would like to tie with you
Yes, nothing comes of .. anything.
Is it bad that they are rich
That jyp, mistress, wife,
Your million, four huts,
There will be only one grave.
One .. One .. Oneaaaa. One!