Текст песни Lucky Strike - Дети перестройки

The scars on my forehead reminded of the children's battles
As I roamed the streets in search of adventure
We had nothing to lose
Only had time to lick their wounds
How to fight in zelenke smeared climb again

We are children of restructuring
Hard-nosed and vitality
It was then with the easy life is not on the way
We are children of restructuring
Hard-nosed and vitality
Empty stomachs, teams are now behind

Yard rules, which could not argue with
Mafia shocked us, but not knocked down
The pockets breeze
Thousands of families without fathers
To understand all this, we did not have enough brains

The mother climbed out of their way to feed you
But the small windy could not evaluate
Then everything seemed to play
Gaga vanity
Only a mother's tears broke your children's peace