Гражданская Оборона- Русское поле экспериментов.

Да-а вот уже и Егора нет давным давно , а эксперименты на русском поле(в
нашей стране) продолжаются всё ожесточённее и ожесточённее ………..
Когда же мы русские хоть что-то поймём……

Гражданская Оборона- Русское поле экспериментов СЛУШАТЬ ГРОМКО!!!!!! 

Гражданская Оборона- Русское поле экспериментов.

Страшная, но ОЧЕНЬ Правдивая Песня!! Без цензуры!

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#Гражданская #Оборона

Егор Гений! Он Пророк!

Tried to make an English translation. Dunno if it makes sense.. Tried my
best) I’m not a poet, just like this lyrics a lot

Russian field of experiments

To torture your flesh with the heartwarming knife
To torture your flesh with the heartwarming knife
To voluntarily pinch your fingers till the blood comes

To fill up the pockets
With dead pups, live dicks, chocolates
And miraculous drubbing purposefully,
While bravely savoring lollipops

On the patriarchal rubbish dump of the outdated concepts
Used images and polite words
Having suicided to destroy the whole world
Having suicided to destroy the whole world!!!

eternity … smells like oil
eternity … smells like oil

Compassionate laughter like a frost,
Compassionate laughter like a frost
Like a frost, compassionate laughter
Falls nicely on …
on …
on RUSSIAN FIELD of EXPERIMENTS

The geography of meanness
The spelling of hatred
The apology of ignorance
The mythology of optimism
The laws of the virtue howitzer
The notable feast of prudence
The pit saith through the mouth of a baby
The bullet saith through the mouth of a baby

eternity … smells like oil
eternity … smells like oil

The excellence to be redundant like me
The excellence to be loved like a noose
The excellence to be global like a baked apple
The adeptness to step aside on time
The adeptness of being an outsider
The adeptness of being an outsider

The newest medium for cleaning ovens
From the suffocated with their own free will,
The newest medium for cleaning ropes
From the nasty smell of unwashed necks
The newest medium to find the guilty
The newest medium to find the guilty

RUSSIAN FIELD of EXPERIMENTS

Beyond the opened door is the emptiness
This means that someone is coming after you
This means that now someone needs you

It’s snowing and snowing,
Russian field exudes snow

Some were buried in the little eye packagings
Others were buried in the packs of newspapers

The fact that there was a goby killed in the slaughterhouse
For this is the everyone’s joy, everyone’s pride
Everyone’s hatred , the everyone’s will,
Everyone’s will and everyone’s lees of life

To fill up the grave with yourself
Means to inherit the land
What does it mean to inherit the land?
It means exhaust the patience
Q.E.D…
Q.E.D…

In the peephole – in the keyhole slot
There are the brilliant little thoughts – the world little wars
Unofficvial world owners
Enamel parts of the head systems,
The instinctive volunteers
In the name of the universe and the bread crust
People with a capital letter “P”
The word «People» is written with a capital letter “P”!!!

Swastika of faith pulled faces down
The Babylon hornbook sticked to the fingers
The historically justified method of
Devouring the raw soil
Isn’t it what we need?
Isn’t it what we need?

And in the morning they inevitably woke up
They didn’t catch a cold — didn’t get dirty
They called thing with their names
They sowed good, reasonable, eternal
All sown has been, all has been named
Bon appetit — honor to honor
The first corse was the first fruits of enlightenment
And the second — the bloody boys

The wearer of the Order Lord — of victorious peace
Honored Lord of the Red Banner of fear
The holy celebration for regular citizens
Sharp sickle for the ripe ears

The pit as the principle of motion to the Sun
The porridge won’t be spoilt by tears, no!

The sleigh full of girls’ disgrace
The linen and sheets full of boys stench
Girls’ eyes, the cuckoo’s tears
As well as any other things

So who was killed in the main battle
Who died in the brilliant defeat
For the full cup of pitiness
In the brutal battle of Stalingrad lust?!

The plane smiled into smithereens
On the tubercle of the Promised Land
The plane smiled into smithereens
On the tubercle of the Promised Dugout

And I set my love free with my very hands
Freed from further inevitable disappointments
Enticed it with the carrot
Enticed it with the carrot
And I raped it with the drunk brutal boot
And hung up on a cloud, like a child
His Unloved DOLL
His Unloved DOLL
His Unloved DOLL
His Unloved DOLL

Compassionate laughter like a frost,
Compassionate laughter like a frost
Like a frost, compassionate laughter
Falls nicely on …
on …
on RUSSIAN FIELD of EXPERIMENTS

Eternity smells like oil

а мою любовь я собственноручно ………..

Свастика веры стянула лица
Вавилонская азбука налипла на пальцах
Исторически оправданный метод
Пожирания сырой земли
Это ли не то,что нам надо?!
Это ли не то,что нам надо?!

А поутру они неизбежно проснулись
Не простудились — не замарались
Называли вещи своими именами
Сеяли доброе,разумное,вечное
Всё посеяли,всё назвали
Кушать подано — честь по чести
На первое были плоды просвещения
А на второе — кровавые мальчики

GO’s (translated as Civil Defense) song «Russian Filed Of Experiments». The
real underground Siberian punk from 80s.

Вечность пахнет нефтью.

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