Текст песни The Football Factory Band - Родное Бутово

Native Butovo

Dirty staircase, the smell of urine
No windows, no light, I'm looking for clues
Chirknite lighter, his way'll shine
Cursing through his teeth, his castle looking for

Chorus:
I love native Butovo
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!

Here again, in the bus going home I
Again rescues player will listen Kolovrat!
Drunken appanenty something whispered to me
A quarter of hundreds of lights sparkle

Chorus:
I love native Butovo
Butovo! Butovo! Butovo! Butovo!

All houses as monsters dirty mouth entrances
Eaten by people without asking - this is our Butovo
Conversely, the Green - here we were born
Grown and Die - this is our life

Thank you, dear Butovo
For our childhood, for our childhood
Thank country for new buildings
Their Tajiks and garbage