| For health in the mud mutter in the image
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| Covering your eyes with your palm, gnaw the official gingerbread
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| Don't you dare blow the trumpets, don't you dare go to the rally
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| The propagandist will teach how to love the Motherland
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| Do you hear, the doors knocked, who will believe now?
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| Entered the house without a key
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| Look for justice, he handed them the right
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| Every time you looked at someone else's mountain and was silent
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| Put the hut on the edge, do not jump above the grass
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| Don't give up and stay in line
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| Pasha, give birth, die, add greatness to the country
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| Enjoy the holidays! |
| Slave, your galleys are on fire
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| Do you hear, the doors knocked, who will believe now?
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| Entered the house without a key
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| Look for justice, he handed them the right
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| Every time you looked at someone else's mountain and was silent
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| Be silent when they suddenly behave like a wolf
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| When evil spirits breed to endless hordes
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| When a cannibalistic reform was imposed on us
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| Shut up, that's how trash in police uniforms was born
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| Silent - the innocent were tortured in the basement
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| Strangled, shocked and given ten years
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| They spun the laws as they wanted, like a drawbar
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| Silent - they just fucked up, you hear?
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| Doors knocked, who will believe now?
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| Entered the house without a key
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| Look for justice, he handed them the right
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| Every time you looked at someone else's mountain and was silent |