Lyrics монеточка - Украинский вопрос

At home we have no day without war walls creak at the seams
As if the reins of the fate of the country belong only to us.
Mom went homeless in a hut
Dad from the safe got Kalash
He says that Crimea is not ours.
I say our

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In our apartment pogrom reigns
Plaid and carpet burned
Dad runs after me with an ax
I'm at it with a knife
The answer to the Ukrainian question
we haven't found for many years
I say - there will turn off the light
He says no

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Everything is heating up in our family
Impossible
Dad pokes me in the eye with a fork
The eye can not be saved
In the sea of ​​guts and blood tone
For the idea and for the country
I say - Down with the war!
He says - oh well!

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