Текст песни moroz - Борщ Желтый

Tea in my cup
cold
a dark room
Borsch garjachego
yellow color
the sun burning
the room does not fall

the walls are decorated
Soviet plyu
windows are covered with door locks
concrete plates
ground covered but she is not shy

that we may walk on the wire
our plant is ready
brands , social branches
free water without gas
families with many children

text with a finger
tests taken from the world
in life : apartments, houses
May hysteria