Деревянная радуга - уРодина - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

To the falcon, which on the highest branch is a bullet in the head. I didn’t hit if, then take the saw faster and drank the bitch on which you are sitting. Do not stick one, close the mouth and lower your style on the department. According to rumors, I consciously say my words. In the pussy of tolerant fagots. Losses are already high. That now is not the present, burial news from the box. I am dead, you can’t collect taxes from my pit of the unknown. From childhood I saw atrocities, but one road with our heads for two was enough. The priests have a business pussy. I will smile towards the church out the window, I have my teeth in blood. You will check out your freedom of speech when the wick is burning out. For some reason, my phone is phonit, I will change the numbers. I will open the refrigerator with a smile, a friend is being treated. The ideas of the rise will come to my mind only in the morning. They are not feasible, while devastating in the country. You will hide the vector of views with a mask. Kilograms of meat are buried under the snow.