Toccatas and fugues,Father is standing at the coffin. Sadly, what a fairy tale, others,Scary story is not over yet.
Ways of milky rubble,The polar star is crying. Makar and Comb will return,And Dasha has never.
Return and Face, and Morgen Under the ringing of gold coins,And on a horse - Nevzorov,But Dasha Dugina - no.
Zemfira with tablet longing Will rush to the festival "Invasion" - together with Monetochka - But there is no Chicherin, it's a pity.
Tsekalo hugs Lola,Meeting Nargiz and Chulpan,And Givi and Motorola will not return to us.
Zakharchenko will not return - Drink Artyomovsk wines,But we will cover the sun Sad Shevchuk and "Spleen".
And Vovik from "Porn Films" to Bandera will sing the anthem here,And again it will not be on the air of the Bakhyt-Kompot Group.
Galkin has not returned yet,And Vanechka Urgant, yes,And bass annoying Alkin will return to the air forever.
In a lead blizzard from NATO(Every soldier is a hero!),What are the guys dying for?, at the forefront?
For that, that Nazi magic has taken root in the Jewish question?For rainbow flags and Fuhrer Zelya in a coconut?
Behind these "peace, we are with you!»All statuses and positions,Don't notice the corpses of Donetsk children for years?
I don’t know how to sing a ringing song To strike the enemy at once. So, you need some green stuff For the shameless to prepare the eye.
so, you need to tie them to the poles with tape - Come back, Maksik Pokrovsky,Put your ass under bam-bam.
Teach me, Ukraine,Hatred for the enemy!……………………………..Rag, weakling, depth,Why can't I?
Vadim Stepantsov
