Текст песни Алиса - Грязь

DIRT
Giggled thunder in the talk,
Spun turmoil contention thread
Tempted to resent the gullible.
Swept fires to ashes,
Without roots boasted live
Relied on blood and bloody mother.

Dirt in the hands of the moneylender,
Dirt in front of a humorist,
Dirt in the words telezvonarya,
And in their hearts there too filthy.

Diligence burned laziness,
Sly sharpening system,
Touted look hysterical post.
Hang out with shadow rays,
Hush-hush shook the country,
Contrived even in the rain to see the Holocaust.

Dirt in the hands of the moneylender,
Dirt in front of a humorist,
Dirt in the words telezvonarya,
Well, I have considered to be a fascist!