SLIMUS feat. Гио Пика - Холодное лето
текст песни

The summer of the 21st century will come
New era, aggressive progress
We are superpower and we have a rocket
There is culture and fables
There is your own demon and dunce

Two sides of one fake coin
20 years have passed in anticipation of miracles
And this summer half a page without lunch
All patients in compress
All lush under the press

Cold summer of the 21st century
Hungry somewhere through the fault of the Pechenegs
Let the creaks, but the cart rides
Now without a run. Yes, now without a run

Cold summer of the 21st century
Hungry somewhere through the fault of the Pechenegs
Let the creaks, but the cart rides
Now without a run. Yes, now without a run

Take Lenin into open black doors
Let the old look at how the country has raped
The eyes of a dead red beast. Let oh

I answer, he would have stood out of the coffin
From a black mouth falls out: “Where is Koba? "
But garbage will be tied for a single picket
Sorry, grandfather, we are all going through and at a dead end

Although he also made dirt with the brothers before
Neither God nor a damn thing
They fired from Aurora and rushed:
Firing brigades, red terror, Soviet power

Did not live well and do not start
Neither this nor that mode is a mase here
Brother, and the Communists are not the same today
Do not throw your life like a ballot in the urn

Cold summer of the 21st century
Hungry somewhere through the fault of the Pechenegs
Let the creaks, but the cart rides
Now without a run. Yes, now without a run

Cold summer of the 21st century
Hungry somewhere through the fault of the Pechenegs
Let the creaks, but the cart rides
Now without a run. Yes, now without a run