Текст песни Манагер и Родина - Идеальный град

The revolution took a step in the maelstrom
From the yard to a rally and a soldier on the front
Regimental Commissar chop slogan
What is contraception and what our proletarian duty

Russ grinds Moloch
Breaking bones destiny dome
While peasant quenched their hunger
On Bourgeois, trying to shake the bayonet

Seeing a fallen volleys
The Bolshevik Red Heaven
To cleanse the land from the defilement of all
Raising children in blue cities
Where everyone feels free
Not understanding the stunning soul fear

White Guards drove across the sea
Believing in the working masses fortress
On the enthusiasm overcame the devastation
Wounds heal in hospitals

So hurry home after wandering
From the mother received a letter
Homeland met a stranger
Offering hero reward trade yoke

Nepmen shines under the profits,
In offices mope retired soldiers
But in the bustle of the county saw a world without defilement
On the canvas, depicting a perfect hail
Where everyone feels free
Not understanding the stunning soul fear

Does anyone need now is a piece of canvas
When the guns fall silent, dreams choking calculation
Those familiar with the meeting grinning in the back
His breakthrough in the next century

This trench inhabitant mountain
Victory will break, make up for their
When the Bolshevik one soldier in the field
Routes in hell fury spearhead

Lit carts in the bazaar at night
The next morning the city burned to the ground
Leaving on a memory in the hearts of sobering
Depriving citizens absurd housing
Pushing for an unfamiliar freedom to roam
Yes, against the will of the class to dive into the collapse