Lyrics Монгол Шудан - Махно и джек потрошитель

We captured some freak yesterday,
Dragged it where Makhno sits
He began to interrogate him: what kind of rock are you?
Jack the Ripper, he says.

Grinned, the black ataman grinned.
There were hundreds

He yelled that the villain was not born more abruptly
Give him the virgin girls
Makhno had her own idea on this matter
When, by whom, what kind of bitch was she

Blow the victim in the alley - a feat of small
How many lives have you taken?

Here there is a war, we are not very dense with the fraternity
You, you see, you cut people down just like that
And he said that hair and nails are delicious
What do you like, when there is a mess around

Let me gut some creature
Pieces will be cut

He spoke, through the centuries after me they chased
And no one could catch me
At Makhno, from the impudence of his hands were combed
Well goat shcha we will tear you

Maybe you, poor, have your hands chopped off
Or maybe hang it?

And Nestor thought about it all the same, what should he do with it?
Here came to him a cheerful daredevil
He slapped a half-glass and played a balalaika
Also has thought up as to find to it the end

Do not help either the grave, bullet, no loop
Why all this is necessary.

Here in our dungeon, damn, there are two homosexuals
Waiting for the shooting miss, here's the attack.
It is necessary to put horrible Jack to them
In the end, they will play enough with him

So Makhno waved his hand and signed the order
Let him be a woman.