I walked on German soil, roz’ezhjav on the autobahns. How did they snoop on us in the Kremlin? How lost in the dark mists! Like millions, not just me, They said that Zahid had already rotted. I came in handy with more lies, and the smell of red meat. "Declining capitalism" Tse, speaking, there is a legion of robotless ones. And just like that, the appearance is ashen, wide smiling eyes without bugs. There's a stench that lingers I’ll help you up to a thousand marks! Facti qi deprived in titi cool on the “bourgeois mayors”. Shops are palaces of goodness, no money, no shortage. I marvel (proverbs slave) I am extremely capable and sitiy. Tilki - stiy: the escalator has stopped! “I’m broken!” - my thoughts began to boil. But once I stood at the gathering place, I stopped, Yak ota personal mobil! The doors appear on their own... Don’t creak... i don’t hit in the lower back. I'm walking near Yaskravii Yurmi I’m peaceful: how can I not dream about this? ...On Radyansky tsvintari buv, what is located at Stukenbrotsi. Without forgetting anyone here, Here it’s granite on the skin’s surface: “Here lie many proud hearts...” “They whispered, dying: Stalin...” Well, they shorn us, otherwise the sheep, It’s not for nothing that we became husbands. There on tsvintari z sirikh tsvyakhiv sipi gates were designed. This is how the memory of the borgs and grikhs is remembered, For those who fail there is eternal sorrow! About Russia! What is your rage, arrogance of your spoiling? Before God in your life you deserve i (among the nations!) accept repentance!
