Текст песни луганск - стих про беркут вв мвд автор Александр Муфтахов

Thank golden eagle, thank centuries
not for you then tore the throat
What kind of nonsense in your head
killed the soldiers you scum
and then screaming about sons
Allegedly the police beat
torn, then you burned boys
just for the money, and maybe for a beer
no, the truth in your words
not for the fact grandfathers fought
to instill in each other you fear?
that would be brother against brother got up?
Nope tears of mothers
They all dried up like a river
Golden Eagle was behind the death of people
Without closing the eyelids for days
In anticipation to see family
Daughter and son, and may be
It is a peaceful heaven in a system
On his chevrons Ukraine
And the maiden that pretty face
Poems about the eagle so cute reading
Only fake tears fell
Stoking the fire of scandal