Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - О нашем поколении

About our generation

We live up to the deadly simple,
For chopping off a bridge.
We are rapidly vyaznem to repost,
But as soon as l keep the posts!

Forgetting native open spaces,
We are looking for someone else's tracks in the heat.
Empty and cold glare monitors ...
How much time has passed in my life?

Like a drunken man, walk on the edge,
In my head a mess, throat - com!
We fill other people's fires
More warm, fresh milk ...

Neither friends nor enemies do not forgive,
Malice is accumulated in the vaults ...
The ball of the Earth, our ancestors rotate
Boots on the legs erased!

What we have not read books,
The memory erased and forgotten feat?
Today I saw a boy:
On lap of commemorative plates

It was a photo of his grandfather
And whispered in the last broadcast:
"Give it ... I did not betray the memory.
We still keep this world! "

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