Текст песни Ploho - 1991

& quot; 1991 & quot;

Rocket flying to Moscow
Onlookers standing on the bridge
They do not care what a yawn
And the smoke from the chimneys belching prison
Burn inquiring minds
No one will look for them

They have nothing more to lose x 2

Poobscheschavshie dawn
They put a gun in his hand
And watched from a height
Those that shout the loudest
long ago replaced the cry for a laugh
And together hiding in the bushes