Текст песни ВИА Cannibal Bonner - Вождь

Leader! The hearing was held in the Kremlin
He returned again mustachioed leader
Thunder! On a clear day, God
Like thunder from the sky, he returned
I looked out the window
Hipsters as the wind
I was blown away from the streets of the city
Creative class in anticipation of the storm
Hidden and quieted

Someone was waiting for a pogrom
anticipating fee
Past due accounts
As the shower washed over
It was heard here and there
Shadows in the yard
Niuzheli it
Scary black funnels
With bated breath waiting for kreakly
What you will hear the door bell

On the face of mustache
This is exactly the leader
They wrote in the Kremlin tvittor
He remembered everything
And pants with terror
I have soaked
But nothing escaped
Liberals heels flashing
Through the weeds
More nobody knew
It's just in the Kremlin
came Dzhigarkhanyan

And I imagined
Like Siberia filled
glamorous people
They were all sent kozhdo
What would they have no money
They lived as best they could
I remembered the shame
engaged helpful
creative labor
And while we wait
What you are about to hear a thunder
And the rain will wash away the dirt