Текст песни Кооператив Ништяк - Адольф

So here it is, what kind of life it was the cheerful
Spark fell on the field and do Fires
On the street - straps , and home - icons
I'll hide in the cave piece of his crown .

And while pulling juice from the veins korezhit darkly board
And the sky is falling in the morning cold melted wax
On the street - shoulder straps , ropes and cartridges
I'll hide in the cave piece of his crown .

A night heron hammering granite, looking underneath the grave
In which the corpse of Adolf asleep. Die and your favorite.
On the street - straps , and home - icons,
I'll hide in the cave piece of his crown .