Текст песни Агата Кристи - Наша правда

Hear: creaking axis carts,
From the date of the baptism in the spinning.
Win Time and time forgotten.
Milestones, considering flicker from the roar of the wheels.
We praise each other pages of encyclopedias.
We cut the words of major newspapers,
And poverty, and the brilliance of generations
Newly celebrate anew each sculpt our Congress,
per our Congress.
Chorus:
After all, our truth, our truth endures the whip,
Our truth, our true smell of vodka.
We say that there is no reason to fear,
There is nothing to wait for, except for new victories.
But the memory of living in fear of scarred backs,
But how many scars we counted a few years later, after a few years.
Chorus:
After all, our truth, our truth endures the whip,
Our truth, our true smell of vodka.
Our truth, our truth endures the whip,
Our truth, our true smell of vodka.