Текст песни Toten Gott - Железный занавес

It seems that the long forgotten
About the Soviet Union, about the bread coupons
As queues of cattle and morons
They dress and hurried on holes.
It seems that the long forgotten
About the terrible tyrants and their subordinates
So now blunt terpily
Waiting for new handouts from umolishennyh

Iron curtain!
Iron curtain!

I think right now, no one will remember
About people and about the execution of poverty
And hardly remember nynezhivuschie
The smoke of factories and their vanity
Believe me, it's all waiting for you
Nearest twenty years of commercials
When now is not enough food
There is no reason here to doubt

Iron curtain!
Iron curtain!

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