Текст песни Oblika Morale - Битва Бомжей

The fight at the entrance of the homeless in the subway
Spring morning at ten o'clock
People differ, flies buzz
Homeless man went to war against the homeless

Bluish face scarred and bristles
Stinks and noise fighting squad
On greasy coats flare rays
Battle century battle homeless

Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless

The carnage for supremacy in the assembly
Bottles empty steers and slops
In the mud and scraps with nedyuzhy force
Yesterday - today private bum-leader

From the dust cloud, spitting and grunting
Dropped dead body of the leader,
Flies diverge, people scream
Homeless hammered to death his brother-bum

Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless
Battle of the homeless