Текст песни Grey Punks - Президенты хотят войны

Raging wind hands hug
Starfall, a myriad of pollutions
And yet it's cool - lift
The banner of their revolution
Wind in the sails catch the freedom
Stars rip belly fat
Anyone who swapped pole
Those who could not overcome greed

We are unarmed, barefoot, naked
We keep hitting on the ice, burying in the sand
And just want the war presidency
With the election banners aiming at temple

Gingerbread House children's hopes
Covered with hundreds of leaflets ready
The letters opened his mouth on the ignorant
The party of crooks and thieves
Flame scarlet stain the sand
The fraternal ranks to resonate
Human laws are read between the lines
Viva la Resistance!