Какая-то банда - Станцуем без вокала
текст песни

Let's dance on a beat of the glass,
On the charcoal, to the ground hot,
On a trinemous meager table,
On stolen millions,
On dirty whisk of sand,
On the blades of razor dangerous,
From death in the balance
Let's dance, because life is so beautiful! ..

Our dance will see the whole world
Our dance will be picked up by the whole world;
Orchestra of upset lire
The imposed will drop the idols;
Playing the mischievous motive,
Our shouting to our echo,
Will wake the fire unearthly
Similar to the vast sea! ..

And they will blaze in the fire
Downstime is incorruptible walls.
The world will try again
A particle of the eternal universe.
Having reached the leprosy of complaints:
To the championship, for superiority -
Will rise, deserved himself
Above your own passion, dominance! ..

Poetry:
Pavel Anatolyevich Lobanov