Текст песни Aztecs - Просыпайся мой город

Haye
And do not find a breakdown in the mechanism
While covered with wrapper our gray lives
Gray shapes of epaulets and gray catch
Shooting for people is too fashionable now at the cops
I know these strings are made of strong steel
For the blond cell for killing a medal
Serve the deception. Send to the award
And if you refuse bitch. We will put you
and how they do not laugh at our pretty power
Republic in the hands of person nickname holiday
on the bottom of the deep graze, in the trace of folk happiness
According to this item, such a part
And no matter how I felt the system pressure
I am a patriot of this world, whatever he is
I am for Rosya without cold, long sleep
Wake up my city. Doed the country ...