Текст песни Священник Евгений Бондарь-Романов - О Родина нагая

Homeland naked

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I wish my son,
I do not live like a slave in captivity.
Caught in the financial systems,
God grant salvation to all people.

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He gave us the Lord the night
Overnight, son, daughter.
But with his beloved family,
I was torn apart by war.

In that war, what kind of nonsense,
I can not see the guns and missiles.
She secretly fighting.
The war is "cold."

In the mode of occupation,
Solid provocation.
I can not hear: Tra! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
Lude mows fornication, and dope.

Everywhere mat, carousing, baldezh.
In the frenzy dies young.
Here, even in God's temple,
There is everything in the program.

On the hand or the forehead,
Prepare Devil brand.
We are threatened flu.
God save us from the chip.

God have mercy on my family,
And her beloved country.
Oh, Homeland naked!
You have patience Native.