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Yesterday I had a drink at FSB general home

Yesterday I had a drink at * FSB general home
Like all his place he was mighty and tall
I drank in the pool, office, spa, shooting gallery and so on
I've appreciated the porcelain of his Japanese toilet bowl
I drank in the pool, office, spa, shooting gallery and so on
I've appreciated the magnitude of his Japanese toilet bowl
 
'Are you really singing?'- 'Yes, I kind of try'
'Your colleagues are garbage and pederasts
This humor I would've collected once in gulag's paradise
And you're not too bad, talented and wearing glasses
This humor I would've collected once in gulag's paradise
And you're not too bad, bespectacled, pour some more for us'
 
'Well, son, let's raise the glasses for *V V, hooray!
Though, of course, he also frazzle out us all
We have everything: summer villas, guards, respect and money,
But I would like for our country to bloom under the strict control
We have everything: summer villas, guards, respect and money,
But I would like for our country to bloom under the strict control'.
 
'The oligarchs and thieves will rip apart our state to no end,
Soon we'll ask everyone, and they will answer for everything
I'm ready to die for our miserable Motherland
But, unfortunately, I have family and children
I'm ready to die for our miserable Motherland
But, unfortunately, bro, I have family and children'
 
'Yes, thank God, democracy has gone,
Common, lets drink, so Russia would flourish and faith would sing!'
After the fifth glass I grew bolder, and asked:
'Who worked and pay for the mansion?'
'None of your bloody business', he answered very grim
After the fifth glass I grew bolder, and asked:
'Who worked and pay for the mansion?'
'None of your bloody business', he answered very grim.
 
We drank for Chechnya and for Afghan,
With vodka came the hugs and pickled mushrooms, to no surprise
And I thought, bespectacled, meek and poor veteran:
' Among the generals there are some cool guys'
And I thought, bespectacled, meek and poor veteran:
' Among the generals there are some very lucky guys'
 
By morning he was sobbing openly and sad
He either put me against the wall, or was telling fortune on United Russia party card,
But, luckily, I didn't tell you the most horrible and main secret,
After all, I have my own family and kids in Volgograd
But, luckily, I didn't tell you the most horrible and main secret,
After all, I have my own family and kids in Volgograd
 

Wolfish time

And like a wolf before the smell of men,
I'll be cautious, I'll string up.
I'll bite my tongue from exhaustion,
whatever... I'll run away!
 
You can't reach me even with a thought.
I still have poison and traps.
You'll see, I wrote on the snow with claws,
but you won't catch me!
 
Chorus:
I'll hide in my heart as I know.
With destiny to be alone and to roam again.
I'll bury the memorie in the pit
and I'll get used to the thought, that I don't have you.
 
In wolfish time I'll find you by myself.
I'll run again beside you like a shadow
and with sunk teeth in the moon I'll howl.
From the rage, that I still...
from the rage that I still love you!
 
Chorus(x3):
I'll hide in my heart as I know.
With destiny to be alone and to roam again.
I'll bury the memorie in the pit
and I'll get used to the thought, that I don't have you.
 

Promise

I don't remember if you were beautiful.
Somethimes from the intimacy
the eyes loose their power
to see the things that can be seen,
to see the things that can be seen...
 
I only felt you in thin
and trustful shoulders.
I ruined your resonant lips,
I accepted your warmth,
I accepted your warmth...
 
Were you, were you beautiful? (x4)
 
And two bent and hot
arms born to be wings.
Were shivering over your shoulders
and promising the sky,
and promising the sky...
 
Were you, were you beautiful? (x12)
 

I love you up to here

On his way that's always the same,
the tram carries thunderbolts.
He thunders and promises rain,
and what can I promise?
I love you up to here...
 
Chorus:
I love you up to here,
to this bridge, to this railway station,
to this moment and sound,
to the rose on the traffic light.
 
To the corner of the sidewalk ...
I love you up to here.
 
Now the tram's on the watch-out,
suddenly noticed,
that I'm now a man
out of the rails.
I love you up to here...
 
Chorus:
I love you up to here,
to this bridge, to this railway station,
to this moment and sound,
to the rose on the traffic light.
 
To the corner of the sidewalk ...
 
And your steps are going away.
It seems, that I've become somebody else
after this shriek from breaks,
I love you...
 
Chorus(x3):
I love you up to here,
to this bridge, to this railway station,
to this moment and sound,
to the rose on the traffic light.
 
I love you up to here. (x6)