Текст песни Бумбокс - Рожеві сиропи

Two new blow struck helicopters,
Next mayoral election, soldiers are dying,
the window changed again winter autumn
On two walls and landscape advertisement "Doce".

Two tightening mixture "Philip Morris" command,
I moved to the metropolis, forgot about the pole.
Meet with anyone in our new chat,
Imagine that you are happy ... rich ...

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Cleverly thought inspire us with the channels those above,
Palm plagued panels, we are in a blue body-captivity.
Pour syrup pink, as if bringing us closer to Europe,
While the news, and then sweet swamp pamper you.

We wound conditions and formats the shackles,
I do not want to become the face of the new system.
Who's won and who in the opposition,
Ile sdurel I already did, or is it just a rehearsal ...

Tell me, who needs it? - No one needs!
And series kayfovye exemplary citizens.
All one goal - a transparent democracy,
But where aggression ?, where apathy? ....

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