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I've never seen the streets so many happy people :
They ride the subway , buy fruit , watch the movie "JFK"
And I 'm staying and they blew up bridges transport hub
To raise the wind tore the flower petals of the world evil

And transforms itself into an island fortress !
I turn myself into an island fortress !

Large city frightened squirrel darted in coliseums his vanity,
In the depths of the cabinet of curiosities plaintively sang cats in alcohol ,
Actors wandered backyard scenes , the wind was blowing changes
Post-Soviet era war elephants trampled their Carthage

And sometime during the events of October brought assholes assholes
So that henceforth any zhireyuschy Knight received his money easily
That night at the factory stupid freaks nothing happened,
And I'm standing on the corner , and as the song says , waiting for everything to go

And transforms itself into an island fortress !
I turn myself into an island fortress !

Direct how the principles of the street line , circus lights fires
Oh , I wish people would be pigs , but would not people
Flying , but the evil path is blocked by a wall, Gumilev would say that then
I felt like a teenager Savenko alcoholized seemed cat

I stand on the corner of his crossing, something similar to the cross ,
Step forward - no one is here to kill , no one is going to eat ,
But the sun is rapidly completed its turn indifferent ,
And I give my life , but I know that nobody will

And transforms itself into an island fortress !
I turn myself into an island fortress !
I turn myself into an island fortress !
I turn myself ...