Текст песни Луперкаль - Вокруг одни враги

The wounded whale

[Chorus]
A new crisis, we again bared his fangs,
You want to scream - from the country run.
She wounded howls like a crippled whale
Surrounded by enemies.

[Verse]
Something is rotten here for a long time, apparently.
Your troubles in the total weight of the anguish - grain max.
Then circle batons and shields. Embrace poverty -
Lost again ... you are a beggar therefore be seen.

Here it is, a native sky in a cage in the paddy wagons windows.
Do you hear that smell? It stinks so your tomorrow.
We are threatened with a revolver blued. Guilty, musty
It flows from the bottle into a glass faceted, past the dispenser.

Here's multiculturalism - on! Political Correctness - on!
What's more, to justify all the bodies there, at the bottom of the ditch?
I heard that firing? Yeah, I bet - it's us.
The crisis here pohlesche of your Caribbean and Panama.

Time stumbled by committing sinister pirouette.
Brave New World that was vzroschen war as Cornwall.
Big brother laughs and tells him to fill in a form "A"?
The microchip under the skin, in a coffin hovered Orwell!

I grasped the essence too late - with a little bit of joy,
We shot all at the monument to tolerance.
And if there is a hell, then you have achieved it.
Do not volleys of mourning, sorry - let it explode plastids!