Красная Плесень - ЦРУ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The moon shines quietly

My country sleeps sweetly

Only I am not alone,

"Whiteorkanal" smoke.

So that my country slept

All night I will be on the strand

But sneaks on the cry

Bomzhik Vasya and Bruise.

All of them - CIA agents,

Want to ruin my poor country

Only offense I will not give her

And the package is your cobblestone in your pocket.

- For Sho, Floz? Na Trab! I am not a CIA agent, I am a former Pephersnik Petro!

- Bomzhik Vasya and Blue

Fly to bushes

But again the steps are heard,

Then go to the enemies again.

On the road bridge,

Yes fun gurba,

A handheld of rappers chrome

From the disco went home.

All of them - CIA agents,

Right now I will give them a meat grinder on the forehead,

Only forces, alas, are unequal

And I fly away with the Fingal in the bushes.

So my fate

But I suffered her,

Per night you need to sneeze

All CIA agents.

After all, there are some enemies around

Here again, steps are heard,

Shuddering crutches

Two old women silently walked

These are Spy TsSU,

Want to ruin my poor country

Only offense, I will not give it

These old women will scatter on the bushes.

- For Sho, Floz? Na Trab! I am not a CIA agent, I am a former Pephersnik Petro!

For sho, chroke? Na Trab! Na Trab! I am Petro Pephersnik! Petro! For sho, drain? Na Trab! Na Trab! I am not a CIA agent, I am a former Pephersnik Petro! Former Pepesman Petro!