Luxury against the backdrop of poverty - this is my country
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And the paradise that you are looking for, you have to suffer
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Here they will decide for you when it's time for you to go to heaven
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Die in the name of other people's money. |
Diamonds are forever
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The era of blood diamonds. |
Russia - Sierra Leone
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Our last chances are being taken away, leaving millions for ourselves.
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A state of slaves who sponsor their own pain
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They have a king and a god - a policeman and a thief, how in general am I standing here with you alive?
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His henchmen have taken over the whole country. |
While you were saying, “Yeah! |
Sur!"
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The devils managed to steal so much that they bought themselves a suite even in hell
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You are raised to send everyone to the mines, replacing your past copies
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What is your peaceful protest against the kulaks? |
- PMCs against spears thrown at them!
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Can't you see what's going on? |
The plan of seemingly innocent Judas is cunning
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They stole what was yours for tales, that the leader from the podium ter
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These are third world rules here. |
Dissenting mob will not be pardoned
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The future of children, our children with you, is drawn on the water with a pitchfork
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The era of blood diamonds. |
Russia - Sierra Leone
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This system does not care who you are, it is omnivorous and would eat anyone
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A guard is aiming at the back, there is no happiness here, believe me! |
booze!
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Happiness has long been privatized by a couple of dozen arrogant mugs
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You are a pixel in the context of labor force, since you were born in Russia, endure everything
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Here is their message to us, barefoot fools, why throw beads in front of pigs?
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All that glitters in the mud, then theirs, not your dreams to keep
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For the sake of its own benefit, hatred of its own kind animal instinct conceals
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Reveling in their superiority, they are happy to create bestiality with us
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If you want your prayers to be understood, it is customary to speak in Moscow
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Our place under the sun is occupied, but we did not crawl out into the world in vain.
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Their mistresses need yachts, and they are all waiting for us at the diamond mines |