Проделки Вашей Мамаши - маме стыдно за тебя - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I am worried about people on the streets, their faces are hidden, behind makeup and appearance,

Emptiness and gray smoke inside them there, instead of a heart, cold aluminum

And blood has long no longer flowed in their veins, moral values, smoked and priests, here rats in ties in the houses of elite, and not in a landfill where they have a place to live.

I am in the cammer of Moscow sadness, a tier there is a slogan of ragless half -doors, there are only chocks in Guchi, in the T -shirts of their countries, they behave, they behave

Like a herd of rams

Our Orthodoxy on Lexus and Jaguars glorifies the country, priests in their Eblanes,

The golden churches and the patriarchs, against them, the old women in rags, oddly enough, blindly believe in torment and oldness, are pushed into the framework of values ​​and morality.

The human essence has long been smoking, yesterday’s people are worse than the most terrible dope.

We climb on Olympus Tchelvia, a person today is the most greedy creature,

Everyone sculpts for everyone where the truth is, look in the mirror, the same thing there.

But we feel sorry for ourselves, instead of slowly correcting ourselves forever, we find excuses,

We fill in the price of dangers, enter the rash, so it turned out that it is customary to zigo in Rashka.

So throwing hands, white brothers, much worse, we bury your memory guys, and our friendship.

Around the plague and horror, this is not visible, around only dibila and frenzy cattle,

But you just have to zero, only to plunge, in this pseudo -pointer, which only looks sweet in appearance, with a magnet.

All thoughts are killed, the principles are deeply planted in the ground, I will never believe that not to destroy this captivity, it is worth trying, not to torture time, but to make you laugh, to force everything to turn into it,

Do not go for imaginary species, slowmain, be vigilant, be yourself worth it, blasphemy is not an attempt not to torture, do not do evil and see how everything has changed.

You will see how everyone suddenly occasionally, funny, this is all Ilyusia, brain fiction, as if I sleep now.

I am viciously eager now, I hate reality, what surrounds me, I myself am not the most noble morals, but every day we are drowning more deeply,

Guys save, my advice to you, live in high and do not bother anyone.