Адаптация - Беспризорные люди - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And in the morning they leave the home, such a ritual, we all need food laws of nature dictate their rhythm, want to live quickly, leave the young vicious trap of voluntary slavery, the system will fail to die states to replace the excessive superman, we no longer believe in myths and the heroic epos of the emptiness of fire a The world turned into a prison-aupermarket good morning! Planet Earth. Home, we all want to go home, all of us home homeless people I’m not in politics, you are not in politics, it is not in politics, it is not in politics, there will be enough nuts for nuts for nuts and gingerbread. Catastrophic consequences, the world is just a stream of information, we intervene to sing in a cabin of the occupation of sad songs about evolution, we leave our reservations so ask for revolutions home all we want to call us all home and positive, and healthy health and positive today I will go away today I am a rang, packed me, I am verle, I am Paris, I escaped to the will of Zek and my father Alcatraz, and the mother of Kolyma gave birth to me and since then it was possible that Sazha drank and the dogs took my track I heard them barking us. In prison, we loved to meet May Day in Berlin