жухлый - гибель империи - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Empire dies and you do not know if you come in the evening

Wounds Your no one will heal, because everything is put on your shoulders

It is noted to go straight, Ama Usama Benandan, here everything breathes by putting

So they need so,

You can stand next to, and you can go a nineteenth, rush with a knife or close your face from beatings

There are no cowboys left here, they stayed behind the hillside dollars, and samurai make rolls,

only Ivan is exactly and gently cooking G W H preparations, but we are happy, because in the great decision of the Verkhovna Rada

Ivan goes to the championship in the backslaughters and make everything it,

Isn't that every teenager dream of this, see the Father, which was planted in the nineties,

At the most wonderful time of questions, the time of punched tors and interrogations from the prosecutor

Aurora will not approach us and we will not get out of the sodes, we value the family of the institute,

someday everyone will be taken away, so think about the next Mutke