Текст песни Самурай Самрат - догма самураев

I always parted with people well,
True, I met badly.
I have always been distributed, but twice like thunder
In one wicket did not flag.

I am neither in the Republic of Armenia, and not in IS, and not in Alla.
Yes, my light puts on cotton.
Bole two half,
In me, the skin of the skin is different,
Animal and Bole.

I'm not in paradise, and not in hell,
I'm not enough of them
I'll be back for the neighboring table.
My mother is the creator of the scandal,
My father in front of the smiles.

And with no such company,
He is a crook.
And neither with the blacksmith,
He is white.
On the moon there are already many jokes,
That's why I did not sing them.

And with no one one-chamber
Virgin
And with no one in the evening
black
Do not originate
or tree
Only a copier that in drunk
Based.

not in the ground and not on
does not exceed
Watch eyes from eyes.
No, do not blind,
But from your melodies
none
Similar to light.

no, not dark
I settled in me
Only past
Soul shone.
I spit on the plain
Houses,
if you live my house
Forbid!

Alma-Ata, June, two thousand eighteenth year.