Леонид Каганов - Коррупция достигла Бога - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

While we were hanging out on the blogs, fought for the ecology, corruption reached God, climbing vertically upward. As with caustic acid, it corroded and dissolved without barriers and the entire divine body, and the entire heavenly apparatus. The disease from us, trembling creatures, penetrated above the clouds, where the light of heavenly chancellers and crowds of angelic regiments. We immediately realized that the pitchfork came to heaven as soon as the villah of the Patriarch of all Rus' appeared.

Then the angel appeared from the sky. Gathered people in the square. And he fined everyone who was not in the service in the church this year. He asked: to whom it is not clear that he is to blame for God? And he immediately sent a couple of disagreements to hell.

And then he talked about a lot. He said Russia will win. He said the soul is given to God, but it is necessary to pay a loan. He said that to pay the loan I give everyone the last chance. And he gave people the details in some private bank in paradise.

From Latin, moving to Fenya, he trumpet into a large heavenly horn. He said that everyone would be accrued for a penalty for sin, heated not on time. That places in paradise are not limitless. That there is not a passing regime. But that, having agreed personally, we will solve the issue commercially.

He said: to pensioners - benefits of the afterlife in paradise. But those who took the certificate from work about the life of their sinless life, who have kept all the checks from childhood, who went to the interviews every day, and also transferred their living space to the Heaven Foundation forever. But in this procedure, you can always agree with complex, impossible directives, having bought a coupon from an angel.

Then solemnly, for reference, he announced from the screens to everything that the amendments were adopted and there were seven commandments. But thirteen was added to them. And he hinted, threatening the court that people could not figure it out without consultation. And it costs a lot of money. And so that there are no problems, we need to give this money no late on Monday. Otherwise, the fiery rivers will flood from above the city, and we will close you forever in the case of the Last Judgment.

Having lowered his voice, he carefully explained about the Last Court: and there you can agree there as soon as they bring money. As for the rollback, it is quite feasible - usually through a lawyer, but maybe even a cherub.

And the area is blocked for entry, having placed the angels in the bushes, he interpreted the holy texts in the places obscure so far: “The nicer of the righteous herd is one lost sheep” - it is necessary to take money from her for the spirit, son and father! And this is undoubtedly better than a herd of righteous sheep. And, having become not lost at the same time, the sheep will finally see the sheep. She will become white from black, now God loves her, and the Last Judgment loses the case and lets him go on bail.

He explained about all the ancient icons, threatening the court that today they are unlicensed and they cannot pray. Laws prohibit strictly pronouncing prayers to us without the necessary deductions to God for all by copyright. Like, before reading prayers, publicly fulfilling the psalms, you must first pay, so that we will allow it.

The messenger spoke all this, a trumpet, and barking and growling. And the pale horse fled around the light. And the locust was sailing. And thunder fought, like a rolling pin in a basin, it was made light from lightning, as if angels with a milek rolled, drunk in the hollow. And it became clear: God's mercy, that for so many years he gave us, disappeared without a trace in the sky, drank right there. And what the Lord knows about it, but he himself is somewhere above the stars. And he does not solve anything, but simply holds a post. And the Villa of Father Cyril on the Black Sea above the water seemed a touching, sweet and harmless nonsense.