Свобода трёпа

Lust freedom is like the weather -
Sitting on a park bench, we expect from her gifts,
Sooner or later, it will be hot

This time, talking and eating at the expense of someone else's
Generators decisions fables and misconceptions,
And forgot to ask your opinion

Give the menu soon! That's bad luck -
Convenience foods

For me, this nasty food is not better than yesterday
And it is time to change diet

In a democracy, we believe, open their doors to us,
All partitions, all sawed - your laws, we assets
Who says you can not live nicely?

Where cacophony? There are only a parody,
Choirs folding flowing melody

For me, this nasty food is not better than yesterday
And it is time to change diet

Hello Freedom idle talk, do not feed their
Always screaming kids, and you're a fool or a madman,
If you seriously believe that there are other words,
In addition to & quot; will be executed & quot ;, & quot; bang & quot ;, & quot; forward & quot ;, hooray!
See how the world divides itself on them and on us
In the words of the new leaders and someone selected races
Elite quietly said, as long as you prёsh in the wilderness,
The last will be the last true nonsense,
Then, in a hangover from the dreams we once again ask
His least favorite question - & quot; To be responsible for everything? & Quot;

Give the menu soon! That's bad luck -
Convenience foods

For me, this nasty food is not better than yesterday
And it is time to change diet