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Without front teeth
Without hopes, without illusions, without front teeth,
Somebody else is in the body of the old friend.
Without idea, without burden of moral bonds,
You let things slide and left the circle
That what was heart blood for you
Without a shadow of doubt threw to the scrap heap
And, I think, betrayed yourself,
“Having mixed up freedom and vodka”.
Someone’s gone to the household compromises,
Someone’s sold everyone – pathetic rat.
Someone’s sat at the wheel of Mercedes
Someone’s listened to obscurant pope.
Someone’s just stagnated- no friends, no enemies.
Without hopes, without illusions, without front teeth.
Sorry we weren’t near you
That we haven’t managed to save you
While you spiked yourself with poison
We pretended we don’t care.
Sorry that no one thought
That it’s so easy to fuck up everything
It’d be easier for me to find out you’re dead
Than lose you in such a way.
Without hopes, without illusions, without front teeth.
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Three tsars (three bastards)
You’re not the last dictator of Europe
Sanyok, now you have colleagues,
They tear their asses with the chain of command
Bring their slaves to the knees.
Your systems – twin brothers
Your oprichniks bare their teeth.
They are ready to fight even with each other
For their absolute power.
Sasha, Vitya, Vova –
They are rich, strong and healthy.
Vova, Sasha, Vitya –
Oppositionists are in prison, money abroad.
Vitya, Vova, Sasha –
Your place near the close-stool.
While FSB explodes Russia,
GB accuses innocent,
While SSU launders money
“E” center locks up displeased.
Three fats, three tsars, three bastards –
Luka, Yanukovych and Putin.
Three countries follow the same line.
People don’t grumble –it means everything’s voluntary.
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