Текст песни Луперкаль - Остаемся белыми

Every time heals , Well it is not being pushed in pharmacies ?
Here impotent with a mortgage - is IMHO, those who
Perish in files - most greyhounds on a spit in the dens
Remaining life Volodina , drown them in shades of gray
This Terra WELCOME one-sixth of the land
dinner and tea - but if your pupil is narrowed to the point of rushing
In the corridors of the city humming - sometimes tears close
Here you meet the crowd not only British chavs
Found that close to me part , distanced himself from the spell
Streets that makes us brawlers - bychara
No need for mood stickiness skunk , leaf and tea -
That's all , meet the second album - his chapeau
Once completely debase the essence of love for the country
Howl of brown plague , hitting second in nerve
To me personally, and I will say again, for the sake of decency & quot; Out & quot;
On the question about the views , anticipating hysterical anger
This is a historic moment, satire
Will be sardonic at the moment because there is practically no
Likely to clean up the mess ethnic , Throw me in PM
Their protest , but I hardly infiltrate them and it will become

Chorus:
Come what may , well, we'll see , we remain white
Eyes are afraid , the hands do , hey my friends, where they -
People rallied ideas that possess
Those for whom do not care how their children will live
x2

Glue labels like an automaton - is not of the mind
Yes, and in the tracks that have downloaded for March - a show-off and kumara
Fuck the forest stupid teams , I ahue climbed by volume
Dusty anthologies that carried a longboat Potomac
Frames broken, raised a collective howl because of us
White rap - oh yeah , catch a cognitive dissonance
Offensive ? - Dick with it , someone shares price and Merit farce
But the words are knocking as if I had a machine gun Kelly Barnes
And also important roses color and all brand shoes
Also fashion smells cargo cult , under the tracks Simargl
Hardly realize the dream of total stupidity coli
Outweigh - the air as the sun flared over Sumatra
I would state the IDA - muzzles of primates
And their hordes exhausting to live there need Torquemada
And the purity of innocent souls to lead us to bargaining is not necessary
We will leave the port , sailed to the unknown coordinates
And there - who knows? come what may , we remain white
Eyes are afraid , the hands do , hey my friends, where they
People rallied ideas that possess
Those for whom do not care how their children will live

Chorus x2.