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Twenty years have passed, but all the same portrait on the wall,
And all the same carriers are waiting.
For twenty years, riot police wet on the back with batons,
Although it does not reach a fight.
Only the money is cheaper ...

All twenty years
No choice:
There is only bald rubber.
We will be again
Vote -
There will be ink in stores.
All twenty years
No choice…

A woman with the beginning cooks everything in the kitchen of borscht;
The commandant walks on the hostel.
If you know something, then it’s better to sit and be silent-
There will be a full house in the plots,
Although the flags are turned upside down ...

All twenty years
No choice:
Only mustachioed portraits.
Need to find
A way to escape
But all the more expensive tickets here ...
All twenty years
No choice…

How many years will pass, but the country will still rot
In that red-green swamp.
And they will still give the executioners the order
For successes on the scaffold,
And the crowd does not seem to mind ...
(And no one will ask the crowd!)

All twenty years
No choice,
And there will not be the same amount.
What to change?
You can not understand…
You are guilty yourself, people,
That so many years
No choice…

No choice…
And there is no "election".