Текст песни Михаил Волин - Назло изолгавшейся прессе. Слова Ларисы Ратич

Called the spent press -
The protest born is born !!!
Patched "Darkzhanka" in Odessa -
She picked up the entire station.
And in Kharkov, and in Zaporizhia -
That "Klyon" will sing, "spring" ...
There is something that we all are more expensive:
We remember the big country!
Yes! That expensive, holy,
That the world from fascism saved.
And let the Russophobes are crowing
And the song Hope I lit!
... Let's, relatives, let's !!!
SPO on Dnieper! On the Neva!
And "Loaf, horses pine!" -
In response, ranked in Moscow!
At the Kiev Old train station,
Under the Russian dashing passion -
In the capital "Marew" played
Souls by executing an order.
... as if scores again
Suddenly came out of dark forests ...
We do not believe in these Maidans,
And believe in good and love!
Well, the SBU? !!
This song
It is impossible to catch or kill.
That faith saint rose!
Maestro said: "We will live !!!"
After all, we are from the birth of artists,
And the song is a folk debut:
Slavic "separatists",
Sing "Colorates" sing !!!
Soot and sing, even though you crack! ..
And who forbidden? - Yes, no one!
Here everything is transparent, and honestly:
Here are people, here is a song.
So what?!
All audible? !!
We are near. We are together.
We are the children of the Great Fathers.
And our immortal song -
Sketches of fighters and creators!

Larisa Ratich