Иван Котовод - Как Котята
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They forgot about their children
The actors shit on the people
The bottle of justice has turned over
The pigs have washed their faces

Resistance is crushed
By a cold-blooded hand
The opposition is crushed
Like kittens in a bucket of water

To the sound of sirens and a harmonious march
Yesterday's children will go home
But their faces will be rubbed off along the pavement

The sprouts of opposition have sprouted on the cobblestones
Watered by the screams and snot of children
And in the evening, the vegetable harvest
A Kamaz truck full of vegetables

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A cheerful machine gun rattled from the windows
And a cunning sniper pulled the trigger
Ringing bullets and dry bones
will be found in graves in a distant forest
as a keepsake for posterity
to a foreign country...

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