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Я без труда пройду здесь даже и слепым Мне все давно знакомо
Синий дым в низине стелется, стоят в инее кроны
Мне снятся не холмы песчаные далеких стран,
Мне снится, до сих пор, поверь, трава у дома
А трава у дома зеленее всегда, чем кажется
От весенних первых луж до стылой зимней кашицы
Наказом питаны, пока забитые, наказаны
Но пробуждаются они, рассветы красят разовым
Красным и розовым, Русь стылая скрипит морозами
Скрипит обозами постылыми, подводами пустыми
В пустыне вод поболее чем правды да остынь ты
А как остыть, ведь сердце не задушишь среди стыков. (никак-никак)
Раскаты войн былых подогревают небо алым
Мурашки пробегают у кого-то от нала
Канала первого так накалял бредовый кал
Перековали да мечи в орала, пули, не канало
Держали оборону омичи, их было мало
На них псы-рыцари бежали подобрав забрало
Мы резали ножами Аллу Цербер, орала
Кораллов красивее кровь из Гуадалканала
Я голодал и мерз, поверь братан, немало, спи
Поднявший голову русский НС поели юдосми
И возводили яркость монументов над костьми
Ежесекундно кукарекая про дружбу нас с гостями
А накоси да выкуси, волчонка выдаст прикус и
Под рукавами пиджака таятся руны высечены
На шее солнечным крестом сверкающим, злачены
Оскал зловещий провожает путь копченых.
Трава густеет ото дня ко дню, пустеют площади
Покинуты микрорайоны, краской слово пощади
И рощеники в рощах доедают трупы кащенитов
Плащаницы не было, коль выгодная она элитам.
Лучи карманных фонарей электролит согреет
Весь этот мир сгорит в печах вместе с юдеями
И прихвостни их потеряют базу вместе с головами
Заветы предков и отца Ермолова- с нами
А трава у дома зеленее всегда, чем на чужбине
Животные приходят к нам ночной ложбиною
Путь длинный, мы стоим, вода с истоков тихо льется
Над нами небо бледное, оно никак не продается
За фантики бумажные, ни за монеты медные
Ломаем догмы, типа, русские- тупые, бедные
И так висели сотни лет, но истрепались нити
Пред битвой не забудь колодезной воды испить ты…
I can easily go here even to the blind, everything is familiar to me for a long time
Blue smoke in the lowland creeps up, stand in the horses
I do not dream of sandy distant countries,
I dream, still, believe me, grass near the house
And the grass at the house is always green than it seems
From the spring first puddles to a shameful winter gruel
The dance of the native, while the clogged, are punished
But they awaken, the dawn paint one one
Red and pink, Russians creaks with frosts
Creaks with wagings with shameful, out -of -the
In the desert of waters more than truth and cool you
And how to cool, because you can’t strangle your heart among the joints. (no at all-Nikak)
Reductions of the wars of the past fueled the sky scarlet
Goosebumps run from someone from
The channel of the first so heated delusional feces
Clusted and swords in the yell, bullets, not the channel
They kept Omichi’s defense, there were few of them
On them, the dogs of the people ran in picked up the rabble
We cut knives Alla Cerberus, screaming
Coralov is more beautiful blood from Guadalcanal
I starved and froze, believe me, a lot, a lot, sleep
The Russian ns raised his head at the Hudosmi
And erected the brightness of monuments over the bones
Couarse about friendship with guests every second
And thaw, bite, the wolf will give out a bite and
Runes are carved under the sleeves of a jacket
On the neck with a sunny cross sparkling, angry
Oscilled the sinister escape the path of smoked.
The grass thickens from day to day, empty square
Microdistricts are abandoned, paint the word
And the groces in the groves eat the corpses
There was no raincoat, since it is beneficial to the elites.
Rays of pocket lanterns electrolyte heating
The whole world will burn in the furnaces with the newspapers
And their henchmen will lose their base with their heads
Testaments of the ancestors and father of Yermolov- with us
And the grass at the house is always green than in a foreign land
Animals come to us a night hollow
The path is long, we stand, the water is quietly pouring from the origins
The sky is pale over us, it is not sold in any way
For paper candy wrappers, nor for coins copper
We break the dogmas, like, Russians are stupid, poor
And so hung for hundreds of years, but threads were fought
Before the battle, do not forget to drink well water ...
Blue smoke in the lowland creeps up, stand in the horses
I do not dream of sandy distant countries,
I dream, still, believe me, grass near the house
And the grass at the house is always green than it seems
From the spring first puddles to a shameful winter gruel
The dance of the native, while the clogged, are punished
But they awaken, the dawn paint one one
Red and pink, Russians creaks with frosts
Creaks with wagings with shameful, out -of -the
In the desert of waters more than truth and cool you
And how to cool, because you can’t strangle your heart among the joints. (no at all-Nikak)
Reductions of the wars of the past fueled the sky scarlet
Goosebumps run from someone from
The channel of the first so heated delusional feces
Clusted and swords in the yell, bullets, not the channel
They kept Omichi’s defense, there were few of them
On them, the dogs of the people ran in picked up the rabble
We cut knives Alla Cerberus, screaming
Coralov is more beautiful blood from Guadalcanal
I starved and froze, believe me, a lot, a lot, sleep
The Russian ns raised his head at the Hudosmi
And erected the brightness of monuments over the bones
Couarse about friendship with guests every second
And thaw, bite, the wolf will give out a bite and
Runes are carved under the sleeves of a jacket
On the neck with a sunny cross sparkling, angry
Oscilled the sinister escape the path of smoked.
The grass thickens from day to day, empty square
Microdistricts are abandoned, paint the word
And the groces in the groves eat the corpses
There was no raincoat, since it is beneficial to the elites.
Rays of pocket lanterns electrolyte heating
The whole world will burn in the furnaces with the newspapers
And their henchmen will lose their base with their heads
Testaments of the ancestors and father of Yermolov- with us
And the grass at the house is always green than in a foreign land
Animals come to us a night hollow
The path is long, we stand, the water is quietly pouring from the origins
The sky is pale over us, it is not sold in any way
For paper candy wrappers, nor for coins copper
We break the dogmas, like, Russians are stupid, poor
And so hung for hundreds of years, but threads were fought
Before the battle, do not forget to drink well water ...
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