Бахыт Компот - На русском обугленном танке
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The lands are plowed up by the Ukrainian city
But we, without losing our posture
Grinding the plain with a victory parade
On a Russian charred tank
Enemies run away, sigh in incense
Berdankas are thrown into the trenches
But we, stepping on the heels of a projectile
We'll catch up with anyone in a tank
They run without looking back, some through the forest, some through the garden.
Footcloths are lost from fear
But we're already close, but we're already close
On a Russian charred tank
Exchange bander for food
Salad and some bread
Take the trouble away from them
They haven't seen the sky for so long
Run along the edge even to the farthest edges
We'll catch you and twist you into a rope
For every pothole in the Russian outskirts
Answer our tank
The funnel to the funnel was left by the bastards
Plain from the face, like from the inside
But we will smooth this land like brothers
On a Russian charred tank
Exchange national baht for food
Lard shmat and a piece of palyanitsa
Don't shoot them at the Horde anymore
You can't drink Russian blood anymore
The lands are plowed up by the Ukrainian city
But we, without losing our posture
Grinding the plain with a victory parade
On a Russian charred tank
Grinding the plain with a victory parade
On a Russian charred tank
On a Russian charred tank
On a Russian charred tank