What kind of world? What are his rules?
What kind of world? What are his rules?
What makes people love murderers
for receiving benefits from the black oil,
and for blue gas, solid fuel for a handful.
Why world You sitting down
with Demon for an oblong table,
the beast has a place in the bucket,
he ought to taste the flour cake.
Why world, You, deceive yourself,
the beast will turn propaganda against you.
The black mouth is carrying her away in a hurry.
You think you are the owner of the house
the beast sees you
in his eyes the clown feasts on silence
for party fun and entertainment.
Every step is slow
the beast squeals flatteringly.
He has time to attack.
I know you will fall
I know you will fall near Kerch
(not through the drones actions),
whispered people in prayers
to God, Allah, and to Buddha.
Waves shake the pillars of the bridge,
helps by pushing the bottom of the Black Sea,
ornate architecture, it would be better
to go to the city of Rostov.
Engineers are patching pits,
workers are pouring rubble
imported from the Caucasus,
it hardens in the construction basin.
Officials are in a hurry,
but there is not enough time,
connection with the mainland is important,
the king shouts, he controls.
Do you hear the enemy bridge?
You will fall near the city of Kerch!
It will be stubborn cunning?
I know you'll fall
to the joy of all of us
and by God's grace.
