Ask how generous nature is toВ us,
Lenin, he was the first toВ praise theВ box,
Now on the box is his anthem,
Proletarians ofВ all countries twist,
People from the people stirВ up,
Muti b hymn another, because they look,
But the goose is not aВ companion ofВ the pig, holy,
He said we’d have cooks,
Edit from the kitchen, because they will sit down,
Vixens at theВ TV,
Why then does he use communism,
IВ wanted toВ plant it and planted it afterВ all,
Perhaps he meant well.
Maybe he was right.
LavaВ flow
Money is asking forВ me,
IВ lift on-easy,
Money is asking toВ be put inВ your pocket,
I’ll give the boys free rein,
Money is asking for the table,
I’ll drop them, that’s a joke.
Mani-Mani-Mani,
Always full pockets,
I’ll translate everything in lava,
ToВ be at the bratva.
Mani-Mani-Mani,
Come you druzhbany,
I’ll translate everything in lava,
ToВ be like aces.
The cash gets paid toВ my account,
IВ understand the calculation,
Cash flies under the roof toВ me,
I’ll be in Badun with him,
Cash flies into the rings,
As inВ the trenches we are inВ the dust.
Cache, cache, cache.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ shed his blood forВ us,
His own, he did not steal, did not take revenge on them,
He couldn’t, because he’s not us, he’s our God,
And if you think you could, yeah,
I could, but he’s not like that, because he’s a God,
If you come and look at these,
His bones do not lie, he is holy toВ us,
You see, brother, he shed blood forВ us.
Mastaki
There were many cavaliers,
They entered the rush as masters,
They fought without brass knuckles,
But with knives and teeth,
InВ winter, summer and spring, inВ the blood,
They gave out punches toВ everyone.
It’s all golden in autumn,
It’s like a fairy tale from childhood,
With domes, with the sky, with foliage,
Blinded without coquetry,
With sunflowers, with fringe,
We’ve known each other since we were young.
I’ll go after the sunset
Beyond the sunset IВ willВ fly,
Beyond the fog, beyond the polar,
Sweet, so toВ me, inВ the early morning,
IВ want toВ forget myself there,
I’ll fly up with the pretended,
The best hang glider,
Meeting me there with brown-eyed,
Provided for inВ aВ brotherlyВ way,
Because beyond the woods,
For the taiga with blueberries,
They’ll give me a fucking welcome,
And inВ Russian with miracles.
West,В East
West, East,
At the top ofВ the gulp,
On the fingers ofВ the chill,
You know everything yourself,
There is no place for rivers,
Lam flows inВ the desert,
West, East,
And there’s a bundle in your pocket,
Secret powder,
Give us aВ tribute, Lord, give us aВ hand,
And all inВ half.
Through west toВ east
Through the west toВ the east,
The source ofВ the warВ lay
,The cavalry went through the forests,
There were wolf spots there.
Through thickets and weeds,
The caravan
passed by, Days and weeks passed,
