PO SVIDANIA MIKHAIL PERESTROIKO

 

I don't cry over your death

I displace losers

The hypocritical turncoats

A funeral without honors

To the enemy who dies

silver coffin

Let's leave the mourners

Let your lay girls sing

you were not a good Russian

In the best sense of the word

You did not deserve the singing of the litanies

Of the orthodox chanters

When the Russophobes

They melt in your praise

We will remember that brand

about your bald

sign of the chosen

Or the predicted ones?

bye see you

po svidania