Текст песни День Независимости - России

We broke all the bottles
Beat out all the crap
Spent all filka
Forgot what the essence

And we throw at aftepati, throw at aftepati
this tus end

Dirty sticky tile underfoot
I am so beaten on the brain of what has recently been high
A pair of wild drops melts in a glass
Smoky stifling air cuts quiet cough

The whole hut in the ashes of the crematorium
I was so cold on the buzz as if he could save from pain
Fuel for my sweet melancholy
Baby lick me the wounds in the biofield

I hear screams, my sidekick has caught a badtrip in the outhouse
He has already tried to open his veins more than once, he thinks that there is too much in the world
Trying to bring his former drinking companion to his senses
Do not spoil us tusu, just do not die, fucking suicidal,

Real drama
While we were listening to old Kanye
We waited for the dawn, sitting on the window, we chatted with our legs dangling
We are like naughty children, we are not allowed anywhere,
Do not blame anyone, look around, we did everything ourselves
 
We always want more than necessary
Take off always longer than fall
Love is more than true
But we will remember this no sooner than tomorrow.

And today everyone needs this amnesia.
This is my friend for the evening, her name is Anastasia

My requests are growing, because we are not so easy below
Without changing my chosen course, but not knowing where I'm going
Life is flowing, I catch her pulse, I love her taste hopelessly
And again I scream to her about it, even though I am accustomed not to show feelings

But she often changes us, but I am here for the sake of power and glory
But part of me knows that happiness is in the details.
It is every moment that could become unique and brighten our memory.
While we stuffed our mouths with money, we will not just leave this dirt under our feet
I myself have a buzz on the buzz, but I will not dissemble, but if the buzz changes me, I scream to myself, “break them,”