Текст песни Торба-на-Круче - Пошел на фиг

I went in FIG what you know about me
You know, I'm not a bit
You see, all this is a lie bans
Chancery, there is no word on you.

Present, there is not a word about me.
What do you bleesh like sheep in the herd?
What do you want everything you want?
You want me to sing?

We do not go, do not know us,
We do not save and do not catch,
We do not understand, we are unable to find,
We do not know and do not save,

Go to hell

FIG gone, only a few minutes
It lasts song, we probably will not understand,
It lasts the life of only a few seconds
Dlimsya us, we probably will not understand

All kinds of hundreds of thousands of words to find,
All in vain, turned and "hello"
Maybe it is necessary - run and fly,
But the ambush - not to leave

We will not be back, do not repeat
And do not kill even kill
We do not understand, we are unable to find,
We do not know and do not save

Go to hell