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A non-existent threat
Blooms in the minds like a rose,
Like a cycle of suspended animation,
It's like a sweet pill.
Simple glucose drives you crazy...
Because it sits in our hearts like a splinter.
As the only prose,
They need a dose all the time.
A frightening cataclysm...
Otherwise, how to write it off
Or sell the incentive
A simple vassal
It's just not possible.
Where does the fat of the vassal come from...
there will be a hole in the belly of the finger
It's not enough for him to bite the sting.
Is he the only one to be scared —
It's best to raise everyone's ears
To pester them every day.
Easier on the non-existent
A threat to broadcast to everyone,
And it's tempting everyone.,
Even the golden mountains
At the same time, I promise everyone...
If we arm ourselves, all at once
We'll stand like a spasm to our deaths.
But for this you need of course
Spend everything you have
There is something to give us everything...
Where their threat is just a shadow,
The play of light and darkness weaves a wattle,
It's like smoke coming out of your mouth like altyn,
That the Khatyn incentive will melt in the minds.
But it is repeated a hundred times a day.,
Like a mantra, the rooks are clamoring in the night,
To bind the executioners with fear,
To tempt thoughts, you need to beat and beat.
And the vassals are trembling,
And the vassals are shouting,
And the vassals are ready
You have to sell everything.
Just to "save" yourself
From invisible troubles to victories,
If only the cranks would believe,
What's the enemy over there beyond the ravine
He's sitting somewhere nearby.
But this enemy is their myth.,
It's an empty word, catch
It's the wind in the leaves, the gust
This is an echo of the future strife.
And while we're trembling, with fervor
We still believe in their deception.,
Real chains at this hour
Shackled in us by the impact of their phrases.
So is it worth spending
Your mind and strength,
To chase the shadow,
For an empty illusion?
Maybe it's better to wake up,
Wipe the veil from your eyes,
And see that the world
Not as scary as hell.
And how they paint it for us.
A feeble politician,
In green wrappers...
drowning in intrigue
Political phrases,
Ready for anything and everything
Sell to the devil
Even my own soul...
to get this minute
Only the benefits of bliss...
