Lyrics Тени Свободы - Свобода Трёпа
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Вожделенная свобода так похожа на погоду -
Сидя на скамейках парков, мы ждём от неё подарков,
Рано или поздно станет жарко
Это время говорящих и за счёт чужой едящих
Генераторов решений, небылиц и заблуждений,
А твоё спросить забыли мнение
Дайте скорей меню! Вот невезение -
Пища быстрого приготовления
По мне эта гадкая еда не лучше, чем вчера
И рацион сменить пора
В демократию мы верим, открывай нам свои двери,
Всё разделим, всё распилим - вам законы, нам активы,
Кто сказал, что жить нельзя красиво?
Где какофония? Есть лишь пародия,
Хоров складных течёт мелодия
Привет свободе трёпа, что не прокормит своих
Вечно орущих детей, и ты дурак или псих,
Если всерьёз полагаешь, что есть другие слова,
Кроме "исполнено будет", "ура", "вперёд", ура!
Смотри, как мир разделяет себя на них и на нас
Словами новых вождей и кем-то избранных рас
Элита тихо считает, пока ты прёшь в эту глушь,
Последней истиной станет последняя чушь,
Потом в похмелье от грёз мы будем вновь задавать
Свой нелюбимый вопрос - "Кому за всё отвечать?"
Leaned freedom is so similar to the weather -
Sitting on the benches of the parks, we are waiting for gifts from her,
Sooner or later it will become hot
This is the time of speakers and at the expense of someone else's traveling
Solutions of solutions, fables and delusions,
And you forgot to ask yours
Give me a rather menu! Here is bad luck -
Quick cooking food
For me this ugly food is no better than yesterday
And the diet is time
We believe in democracy, open our doors to us,
We divide everything, we will cut everything - you are laws, we are assets,
Who said that you can’t live beautifully?
Where is cacophony? There is only a parody
Folding choirs flows melody
Hello freedom Tropa, which will not feed his
Forever screaming children, and you are a fool or a psycho,
If you seriously believe that there are other words,
In addition to "performed", "cheers", "forward", cheers!
Watch how the world shares itself on them and on us
Words of new leaders and someone chosen races
Elita quietly believes while you tear into this wilderness,
The last truth will be the last nonsense,
Then in a hangover from dreams we will set again
Your unloved question is "Who to answer for everything?"
Sitting on the benches of the parks, we are waiting for gifts from her,
Sooner or later it will become hot
This is the time of speakers and at the expense of someone else's traveling
Solutions of solutions, fables and delusions,
And you forgot to ask yours
Give me a rather menu! Here is bad luck -
Quick cooking food
For me this ugly food is no better than yesterday
And the diet is time
We believe in democracy, open our doors to us,
We divide everything, we will cut everything - you are laws, we are assets,
Who said that you can’t live beautifully?
Where is cacophony? There is only a parody
Folding choirs flows melody
Hello freedom Tropa, which will not feed his
Forever screaming children, and you are a fool or a psycho,
If you seriously believe that there are other words,
In addition to "performed", "cheers", "forward", cheers!
Watch how the world shares itself on them and on us
Words of new leaders and someone chosen races
Elita quietly believes while you tear into this wilderness,
The last truth will be the last nonsense,
Then in a hangover from dreams we will set again
Your unloved question is "Who to answer for everything?"