Текст песни Филипп Киркоров - Страна моя, тебе не до концертов

My country, you are not before concerts,
Today, as if you're in the fiery ring.
Your soul is full of longing and pain,
And in the sky or a lumen over to you.

Some kind of night and ridiculous,
Yesterday, there all grabbed bread,
Ranked songs and laughed children
And the quiet night was, and the day was bright.

Who created all this, who started?
For what we fight, and what do we divide?
We are still one dedicated children,
And there is no one - and we are nobody in the world.

Na-na-na-on-on-on ...
Na-na-na-on-on-on ...
NA NA NA...
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Depreciation, we are your chicks, as before,
And I sing the song in the hope of
That we are with you in the way is not easy somewhere
Although a little bit will help the song of this.

That we are with you in the way is not easy somewhere
Although a little bit will help the song of this.

Na-na-na-on-on-on ...
Na-na-na-on-on-on ...
NA NA NA...
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