Текст песни Проверочная Линейка - Освободите Сцену

They scored an all stadiums,
Sit all concert halls,
They come in large numbers Aryan warriors
Bonehead was the capital of the capital!
I got your lies,
Dull fireworks, rotten pride
Enough smack hopeless nonsense
Enough to listen to these freaks!
Your posturing me zae-lo,
Come on, come on, ye-wai on the x-th!

White Power order Aryan dictatorship,
Ruthless stupidity peteushnyh soldiers!
The soul is not important, important only race,
This x-yne someone makes cash!
All dictates Nazi trash,
Chasing the stage for a long time it was necessary!
Chasing the streets of drunken hordes,
And then be a Nazi has become fashionable!
In this madness, in this struggle,
You can not be standing on the sidelines,
Or strangle hardcore, boots trample scene,
Everything has come to replace the Kolovrat!
They are always more we can not get enough,
But still..
Come on, come on, ye - wai on the x-th!