Текст песни Скрябін - Лист до президентів

Gentlemen presidents are you talking
For we have not heard from you the true word
And maybe I would never have started it
And I'll tell you frankly - the cause of the war

In this country you are sunk together
And so it was not you did nothing
Is it possible for so many years you have amassed enough not
To make money digging graves

Gentlemen presidents have question for you
Why do you all live like cabbage rolls in sour cream
Then when all people discharged soldiers
Penny that you have not had them away

Why did you not send their sons to war
No grandchildren or nephews, most of you out there can not see
But death throw strange men
Tell me, is it really is true

Why you poured cold country?
And in your blood you own tops baby
Please tell me what all people in the country blame
Tell me a price for how much you sold Ukraine!

I wish you, Madam president
Feel all our pain on yourself before you die
And all your descendants - I want the hurt
What you all together prepared us for years!