Текст песни Константин Ступин - Сны комиссара

Stick the knife to the Commissioner in the throat -
And let him choose their own blood,
I spend the belly and a navel of porridge -
And there is no hungry on our homeland.
And his dirty woman -
By hair, wolf into the bath,
And there I will wash it out, sip
Clear, sip.
And the son of the commissar sings sings,
And the German plane flies outside the window,
Ordinary, supersonic,
Military airplane, plan, plan, plan,
In bl *!
In bl *!
In bl *!