Текст песни Штаб-Квартира - Мы

we

Large caravan with Minor Earth
Iron body bakes pies
At the throne of freedom has arisen lies
Mother of conscience have thrust the knife into the throat

We stand - in on the shoot
We moisten - us spit
We are for those who are still alive
We are for those who have not yet podoh

No indicator - choose himself
What you closer - a feat or shame
Where your face - a smile from ear to ear
Do you want to become a general - epaulettes sewn

At the crossroads of three people crowded
Where
Why
no one understands
And I saw something in the reflection pools
And I hope the sun disappeared into the night