Darkened the sky over Russia
Raven croak on the branch
Not enough people bread
Mirrors reflect the anguish
That came damned army
From Moscow rich palaces
Dark Gelman wants to take Perm
And ditch the children but youngsters
Sharpens his sword, earring corrects
Murderous fierce warrior
Skulls brow frames
Wants to make from Perm - Woodstock
Rise quickly people Russian
Remove swords of quilts
Away shall drive abominable artists
Look to the vast Russian plains
Let vzvevaetsya falcon over Perm
Let the kids play in the grass
Stop horned Guard
In ad send it to Satan!
We Gelman took
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