Текст песни Дмитрий Колфилд - Солидарность

I went to the vestibule of the car,
Where visibility is zero.
Fully heard enough jargon
When I am standing among podlyug.

One was furious temper,
It can be seen hanging on the tongue.
Waving jar «Jaguar'a»,
Everyone said that he is a man,

This, which is not seen,
Our white light from time immemorial.
Firmly on the difficult Planida,
And I straighten your tights.

He claimed that the ultimate hard,
Between the affair: "You can bring some new energy?"
And, proudly making puff,
In my opinion its turned.

I at that time stood at the wall,
Silently, Bulgakov read.
He shouted, "Che wrote Engels ?!"
And I thought, "That's the trouble!"

A vestibule supported giggles,
Intellectuals in the «Adidas»,
Really, because a deadlock put,
This solidarity of the masses.