Текст песни ПогорілКо-Бенд - Відповідь

Oh, I know, we are not to litsya
Z sword in the hands of i s bliskavkami gnіvu,
Vіyskovim Kroc, s glancing catchers
Іti inveterate krіz Vogon i zlivu.

Mi Well your marina - i is quiet clear,
De ships - vashі zbitі Creel ...
Not Leo, and our Dіva vіdvіchny sign
Not gnіv and nіzhnіst vіchna our strength.

That Ledwith s oslabіlih your hands -
The Weapon Spovzaє vorogov pid feet
Spivaє nіzhnіst legendary Crook -
Zhorstoky demon battle Peremogi minutes.

The I tear paltsі, dovgі i strunkі,
Rozderti zvichki, mov starі Kothari,
The Weapon dwellers take vashoї s hands
Vdarit of I firmly there, de Treba vdarit.

That tіlki sword - bliskuchy i dzvіnky -
Vіdchuє znovu your rіshuchy dotik,
We rozgorne hour zviklі storіnki:
Lyubov i addicted ... Nіzhnіst i Turbota.