Текст песни Валентин Гафт - Юрию Визбору

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 Pops lots shrapnel our souls,
 It is for this not to prosecute.
 Part of a generation grew nonsense,
 And the new born delirious.
 Oh, "Sunny Forest" wonderful song!
 As we sing in captivity, cranks!
 Freedom came, it was interesting
 Squeaky-freaks vulgar ...
 Word - nothing screams have degeneration.
 He is famous, who are more ill.
 Who will sing without any hesitation,
 Without conscience, without fear, without pants.
 Where the song to sing it like?
 Words - which, to not ever forget?
 Well, what about a bit of bawl body
 That someone really wants to live?
 On the TV screen, like the restaurant,
 For good measure, the importance of adding a husky
 They poods pour salt on the wound,
 As for cabbage or cucumbers.
 The robe sexless figure
 I sang, baring no reason ...
 It's disgusting. Sing us Jura
 On the women's warmth and courage of the men.