Bagira - Ничего святого
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Dropped the bear on the floor
Once the white light fades
Torn the paws to Mishka
There is nothing saint

Boom! Frost on the skin. Like quiet and surface
Not- it is impossible to go out for a walk

Russian idea: pain, longing and decay
They say that the wind of change blows

That's just here full

Dropped the bear on the floor
Once the white light fades
Torn the paws to Mishka
There is nothing saint

Bear lived civilized and paid tax
Karma broke down to Mishka Dali deadline

Enigisures on the shoulders, signs on the chest
Bear was unsuccessfully passed by

Now it will not walk

Dropped the bear on the floor
Once the white light fades
Torn the paws to Mishka
There is nothing saint